I can hear a hairpin fall

I can hear a hairpin fall

A Poem by Mark Heathcote



I can hear a hairpin fall…

In the waters where our love did flow

I hear the rivers running backwards,

In their ebb and flow"

 

I hear our hearts clouds rage

And I see the lightning striking…

The hollowed-out stump,

Where all our; blood together kissed.

 

Where all our life has staid…

 

I hear their silence thumping’s grow

Like it was breathing deep

Within a bud that’ll never open

I feel a sharp shoulder blades shove.

 

Oh you shove me back underground

Like a crocus fearful of the frozen snow.

And I feel in this glittering rain

Of tears you feel some of the same pain.

 

Oh I hear the forget me not seed

Crying from the ground

Oh I feel the ghost that’s only a veil away

Blowing on the same embers, which still hold?

 

Our love as the sunshine did yesterday.

Where all our life has staid…

I remember the hairpins fall...

In the waters where our love did flow

In the waters where our love did flow

In their ebb and flow"

© 2013 Mark Heathcote


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Added on October 5, 2013
Last Updated on October 6, 2013

Author

Mark Heathcote
Mark Heathcote

Mancheter, United Kingdom



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I like all kinds of poems but I tend to gravitate toward eastern spiritual poetry. My muse almost demands it of me. So you may find quite a few being poured out from time to time. I all so write man.. more..

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