Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 10,473 Points [none] (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Mark Heathcote Poems

1. A Sea Of Senseless Victims -new- 11/28/2015
2. You’re My Stalker… -new- 11/28/2015
3. Every Permutation Is Connected -new- 11/27/2015
4. Words -new- 11/27/2015
5. The Four Horses Of The Apocalypse -new- 11/25/2015
6. Does A Rose Not Have Thorns…? -new- 11/26/2015
7. For Every Corpse There Is A Vulture 9/16/2015
8. Young Vines That Creek? 9/17/2015
9. A Gentleman’s Question 9/17/2015
10. I’ll Do Whatever It Partakes 9/17/2015
11. I’m The People’s Number One 9/17/2015
12. I’m Your Maintenance Manager 9/17/2015
13. You Are My One And Only Abyss 9/17/2015
14. Parachute Seeds, Haiku 9/18/2015
15. Short Lived Butterflies And Snails 3/5/2015
16. Will You Not Ask Me In? 3/25/2015
17. Fledgling Bird At My Door 3/26/2015
18. Every Second An Eternity Prolongs 9/16/2015
19. Botanist Sent To Find Me 3/27/2015
20. I Was A Friday Night! 3/30/2015
21. Kisses Of Perpetuity 3/30/2015
22. The Small Gift 4/9/2015
23. Sit Me In A Corner Of Your Heart 4/11/2015
24. Now What 4/13/2015
25. Slow And Crafty Like As A Fox 4/20/2015
26. May Is A Time Of Sweet Expectation 5/1/2015
27. These Are The Days 5/1/2015
28. Cat & Mouse, Love 5/4/2015
29. Why Do You Disseminate 5/11/2015
30. What Ifs 5/17/2015
31. Let’s Come Together And Make A Human Song 5/17/2015
32. You’ve Got A Seductive Weapon 5/17/2015
33. I Really Don’t Want To Cry 5/17/2015
34. Bat An Eye 5/17/2015
35. Expenditures On Loan Never Paid 5/17/2015
36. Only You 5/17/2015
37. Just For Loves Sake 5/17/2015
38. I’m Sand Pearl 5/17/2015
39. Always Together They Ride High Amen 5/17/2015
40. Let’s All Follow Our Own Roll Call 5/17/2015
Best Poem of Mark Heathcote

River Street Urchins

River street urchins,
The gutters are swelling.
[Waiting…] for the sky—you and I
To reach—the storm drains of joy.
Before we go…
Before we let, go.
We too will rain…

River street urchins,
Before we go…
Before we let, go.
We too will rain…
River street urchins…

Paupers oh, so giving, don't you know.
We'll queue in the streets
And pray to be free!
Till we go…
Before we let, go.
We too will rain…
On every official bank holiday parade:

Till we're free, till we're free
Till we're free, till we're free
Till we're ...

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Pellucid blue-eyes, whoever told you to-be-wise
whoever told you; you could dream, beyond the
Moon-lit, monolithic, midnight-skies.
Drink the midnight curtain of sleep
into the waking hours…
Where dreams can sublimely creep
Around; like a carnivorous green-flower
like a sun-spider sunning on a rock
like a worm in the pippin of an eye

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