![]() I can hear a hairpin fallA Poem by Mark HeathcoteI 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 HeathcoteMancheter, United KingdomAboutI 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..Writing
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