Mark Heathcote

Silver Star - 3,771 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Disappointment - Poem by Mark Heathcote

Sometimes a seed will not grow,
Removed from one earth to another is hell
Never reaching the same stellar highs
From whence it was picked:
Why is this - who can tell?

You might as well ask the rains
Why on earth they fell…
Why the snowflakes, melted
And why the puddle into which it all collected
Later on evaporated!

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 11, 2013


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