Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 5,961 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

The Moral Vine - Poem by Mark Heathcote

It’s great to have morals…
And, lord them like laurels.
How few of us have them—
In truth we acquire them.

Honestly, from time to time
These slack, smiles, only mime
“What loosely, they can’t hide”.
Why—scorn is naked ‘poolside’.

And, I’m thankful for that…
I could rhyme – inappropriately.
But what would be the point of that—
Such lowly ethics would be smutty.

“We plant each seed expectant!
Believing, it’ll grow straight”.
But every vine must climb, climb
(Twisted-height’s in the meantime) …

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  • Silver Star - 3,930 Points Dave Walker (7/27/2013 6:21:00 PM)

    We all must have morals, or at least try to have some.
    A great poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, July 29, 2013


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