A sense of destinyA Poem by Mark Heathcote Love has a sense of destiny Hanging around on a web, Feeble as a cocoon esprit With, snow on the dissent.
Erie wings like snow clouds Dream of a garden unexplored Where there cold shrouds Can, melt in eternal concord.
Love has a fraternal brother He has halted us at the reigns Where all lovers now bestir From; winters chilblains. © 2014 Mark Heathcote |
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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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