Mark Heathcote
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| Type | Title | Author | Replies | Last updated |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Story | Ten For The Ten Commandments (IP) | well-wisher | 9 | 14 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Nicknames for Aislinn | Mark Heathcote | 4 | 15 years 2 months ago |
| Story | Love is the drug | shoe | 8 | 15 years 3 months ago |
| Story | please (don't ) marry me! | shoe | 15 | 15 years 3 months ago |
| Story | the affair | shoe | 13 | 15 years 3 months ago |
| Story | No two people | Mark Heathcote | 2 | 15 years 6 months ago |
| Story | Spring Fever | jennifer | 2 | 15 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Eunectes Murinus | Anna Marie | 3 | 15 years 7 months ago |
| Story | Toothless Wander | lenchenelf | 9 | 15 years 8 months ago |
| Story | How royally Avant-garde am I? | Mark Heathcote | 1 | 15 years 10 months ago |
| Story | Nearly human (again) | Nick.A | 3 | 15 years 11 months ago |
| Story | Do the British take their brollies? | Mark Heathcote | 6 | 16 years 2 months ago |
| Story | VII Stanzas | Mark Heathcote | 2 | 16 years 2 months ago |
| Story | A Lovely Day | Jupiter | 18 | 16 years 2 months ago |
| Story | The Trouble with Grace | Silver Spun Sand | 30 | 16 years 3 months ago |
| Story | Chaosity Kills | jennifer | 2 | 16 years 9 months ago |
| Story | Penetrates | jennifer | 1 | 17 years 2 weeks ago |
| Story | The music of one’s love is deaf and dumb | Mark Heathcote | 3 | 17 years 1 month ago |
| Story | A Cautionary Tale | MistakenMagic | 2 | 17 years 3 months ago |
| Story | In these cormorant hours spent swift | Mark Heathcote | 2 | 17 years 4 months ago |
My stories
Bubble gum pavements
City pigeons make street art under bridges A Jackson Pollock, something organic. It could be Mural 1950s and look—here? A bubble-gum pavement; is this urban street art
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At dusk as I urged the fish too bite
I remember the lake light shining Like a disk as I fished for perch or pike At dusk as I urged the fish too bite! Bite a spoon of shimmering bait… I remember bats flitting and circling
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Join me listen to the sitar players theorise…
Join me on your knees on your belly please… With Gold in her teeth and hunger in her eyes The devil whispers in the reeds come join me Join me listen to the sitar players theorise…
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The carpenter’s hands are bleeding blood
The carpenter’s hands are bleeding blood His hearts a house made of sandalwood He carves and smooth’s it to fit a tawdry groove A dovetail joint he shares with you. And you approve.
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Kahlil Gibran
Kahlil Gibran said many a beautiful thing. His quotes and stories are to be admired… A man of such genius he makes the heart sing. All that spirits desire, spirits attain. (Inspired…)
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