Mark Heathcote
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In prayer did I hear a hum?A Poem by Mark HeathcoteIn prayer did I hear a hum? Loud as any drum With what measured breath; did it weigh? The probity of this another d.. |
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Forever autumnA Poem by Mark HeathcoteThe sun has gone into shadeAnd turned a cornerShe will not be returningNeither soon… nor laterNot ever…Autumn leaves are falling,.. |
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Farewell goodbye my darling...A Poem by Mark HeathcoteFarewell goodbye my darling...The world is now turning...And the tide has out reachedAny shore I can still traceWithout a beating heartOr ageing senil.. |
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I’ll ne’er put a foot in FranceA Poem by Mark HeathcoteI’ve watched eternal night Dress shadows with starlight Every footstep taking place I’ve followed at a snail’s-pac.. |
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By night I’m John Travolta by day I’m Stephen ..A Poem by Mark HeathcoteIt’s Tipsy ‘o’clock and I’m ready to rock n roll My confidence is high and it’s hard to defy, I’m a.. |
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Holy again as divine sapphire…A Poem by Mark HeathcoteWhat if spiritual alchemy really exists? Would we notice enough to affect a change? Should metamorphosis actually affect us? If .. |
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Lay still my beating heartA Poem by Mark HeathcoteBeneath the white-wet dew-lit foxgloves, The lichens and apricot boughsBeneath the dusky gray church-c**k towerAnd the ambient wet westward clouds, La.. |
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Fuzzy felt picturesA Poem by Mark HeathcoteSoft as a fuzzy felt picture her heart I’ve imagined childlike - life’s picture Framed; under white blanket-arts. .. |
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Damask roseA Poem by Mark HeathcoteDamask rose how fair your beauty holds the lightHow fair your fragrance subdues the fears of nightand how fair your lowly crimson headIs with gallantr.. |
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I have no words of magicA Poem by Mark HeathcoteI have no words of magic Let moths eat my verse Let light disperse through the fabric Let all words incline - onwards And upwards tr.. |
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