Mark Heathcote

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StoryThe oohs and OH’s... of a winter rose Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThere's no misogyny just government feet Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryOnce again ship foundered… Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe drawbridge across the brambles… Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryPlaying soldiers Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryMeal ticket Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryLife is like a leather bicycle seat Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe path of a six year old believer! Mark Heathcote112 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe winner’s line! Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe path of a believer Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe spring gardener... Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryOut of respect into a righteous war! Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryLiving in hell? Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryMy thoughts were like a feather Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryMy last bone Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThink again Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryMeandering space... Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryLove will always find its catamaran Mark Heathcote112 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe garden Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryLest his pilgrim, sins do not inaugurate… Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThey Phoenix the evergreen thorn… Mark Heathcote112 years 2 weeks ago
StoryRaspberry canes Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StorySee His ceiling lit… Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryOn the Nap of Monarch’s wing Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThey Phoenix the evergreen thorn… Mark Heathcote012 years 2 weeks ago

My stories

Cherry

He’s just a bug on my lapel

By Mark Heathcote on Fri, 12 Apr 2013

The cancer filled my lungs… Like a garden of twining weeds But I still had the beat of my wings And sang in chorus to the wheeze! Yes, cancer took over my body,
Miscellaneous
Poem
Certificate U

Now I find a beehive of discontent

By Mark Heathcote on Fri, 12 Apr 2013

Where once we were like Siamese twins And I really did love you Where once our bodies dissolved Into one another On a salt bed crystallized Now I find the first cracks
Love
Poem
Certificate U

My very own queen of hearts

By Mark Heathcote on Fri, 12 Apr 2013

So you want to kiss the sun and stars And break a thousand lovers’ hearts. Shuffle them as if they were a deck of cards… And you were their only queen of hearts.
Love
Poem
Certificate PG

Avalanche

By Mark Heathcote on Thu, 11 Apr 2013

What door is there left to open? That isn’t already revolving in momentum Form the peak of a mountain top To that ravine avalanche white and fearsome
Unclassified
Poem
Certificate 15

Pupate

By Mark Heathcote on Thu, 11 Apr 2013

The night precipitates I’ll sleep I’ll die by the light of the moon And I’ll dream forever wakeful Pupate in a butterfly’s cocoon. The light precipitates I’ll wake
Spiritual
Poem
Certificate U

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