Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 25,634 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Would I Have Lived Died If Not For You - Poem by Mark Heathcote

Would I have lived died if not for you
If you were the land and I the vessel
Would I’ve ventureD into port to follow?
You to your bedchamber your condo…
Love can’t anchor me, it’s all a deceit
Death he’s like some chirpy parakeet
Mocking each day, left in front of me
Pointing at a rainbows disappearing act, he
Then hands me a dirty greying canvas
Says now change your circumstances
Handing me a pallet knife, says capture
Life’s prismatic, colours, in all its rancour.
In truth those colours faded, they’re amiss…
Everything I’ve painted likens to hieroglyphs.
Unreadable (But) like a small child,
A small vessel, whose been chipped, I’m beguiled.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 8, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, March 9, 2015


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