Mark Heathcote
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The moral vineA Poem by Mark HeathcoteIt’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 tim.. |
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RedemptionA Poem by Mark Heathcote“Redemption” does it come with a sell by date! If it does I fear I’m already too late! See I’ve done my bit of blasphemy d.. |
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Nestled closer to the dark…A Poem by Mark HeathcoteI’m going to my winding sheet But not before I close my eyes Only because I need to rest And I can’t stand lies&h.. |
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InjusticeA Poem by Mark Heathcotehaiku |
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Drank deep in paradiseA Poem by Mark HeathcoteYou exposed your beauty and my heart It drank deep in paradise And my heart it beat thrice a second… Unto look deep in your.. |
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Did the ground fall from your wingsA Poem by Mark HeathcoteDid the ground fall from your wings Did the turreted stars arrow down in the wind… Did your heart meld all summer with his sun? Di.. |
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Shadows voice their secretsA Poem by Mark HeathcoteShadows voice their secrets It’s like those stars fluttering, Burning, in their coals... And you, you coke my hearts Unan.. |
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I’m sure I’m not a singerA Poem by Mark HeathcoteI’m a carpenter in my mind I’m a poet and a painter But I’m sure I’m not a singer Like you! I’m s.. |
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My hearts like a calling seashellA Poem by Mark HeathcoteMy hearts like a calling seashell Subliminally, I’ll always love you My hearts like a calling seashell I’ll always hear you.. |
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Life without love is a hermit’s charadeA Poem by Mark HeathcoteThere are hearts in a charade That can never be lit Whose shining patina is constantly on the blip? With bricks, trowel and a sp.. |