Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 4,729 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Openings … - Poem by Mark Heathcote

His heart blazes with shadows
Running and skipping …
Down a dark lane, foreboding,
In as much as there were - so
Many, walls with locked doors.
Here-there! He looked for openings …
“Into one of those flower gardens”
But then he spots a golden bee …
Who seems as dizzy as can be?
Even more drunk than he
But this hapless bee doesn’t wait.
And was the first of many shadows
He’s seen passing through …
Taht keyhole - unopened gate!


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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 8, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 9, 2013


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