Mark Heathcote

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StoryLimerick Mark Heathcote011 years 11 months ago
StoryOften I’d search out the blue Mark Heathcote111 years 11 months ago
StoryThieves and menschen Mark Heathcote011 years 11 months ago
StoryPeace on a bough never withers Mark Heathcote011 years 11 months ago
StoryToss my hat; with the great, Hurrah... Mark Heathcote011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe lovers-root is a white-flower Mark Heathcote211 years 11 months ago
StorySelf profiling, prophesies... Mark Heathcote011 years 11 months ago
StorySing as I never did before Mark Heathcote011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe joys in her heart shall never be eclipse! Mark Heathcote011 years 11 months ago
StoryTo the intolerant elected us must learn to love: Mark Heathcote011 years 11 months ago
StorySearch endlessly for this truth divine Mark Heathcote111 years 11 months ago
StoryTo call upon the winds dust Mark Heathcote011 years 11 months ago
StorySee the world is anon... Mark Heathcote011 years 11 months ago
StoryStraight-out of the delivery box Mark Heathcote011 years 11 months ago
StoryTwo short poems: Mark Heathcote011 years 11 months ago
StorySéance reading... Mark Heathcote011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe dying flame you might expire Mark Heathcote011 years 11 months ago
StoryNap of monarch’s wing Mark Heathcote011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe first unsullied snowdrop Mark Heathcote111 years 11 months ago
StoryTraces of an eternal flame Mark Heathcote011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe one my soul abides Mark Heathcote011 years 11 months ago
StoryTo live beyond the sunrise! Mark Heathcote111 years 11 months ago
StoryOur way-would calling? Mark Heathcote111 years 11 months ago
StoryOn fairy lit night Mark Heathcote011 years 11 months ago
StoryThe cat’s cradle Mark Heathcote111 years 11 months ago

My stories

Why don’t you stay well clear of me?

I’m just a heartless kid my dear And I’ll break your heart, So just say 10 paces clear. “My love” Cause I can’t promise not to kiss you! I might be 47 but I’m just a kid…

My souls away with the fairies… (song)

My hands are not my own… They tremble like the school halls piano keys Whenever I see you alone! Ooh, my souls away with the fairies… Every time I turn and see you!

Tonight the wind is a bone-cutter

Gnawing away; at any internal natural peace. Any muscular sinew that hasn’t fallen- Off the bone and still begs for release…. `Is discarded dropped to earth like a dying petal?

Elf’s came to shake the bluebells

Elf’s came to shake awake the bluebells But first had to leave; their warmth. It was a tiny house covered in snow. Hidden ever so well; from grizzly trolls…

Niagara woman

Every hurt consoles me with a new devotion So wont yah join me in jumpin off these falls… Niagara woman—there’s no such destruction

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