Mark Heathcote

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StoryHow royally Avant-garde am I? Mark Heathcote116 years 6 months ago
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My stories

Into the vastness of a dream...

By Mark Heathcote on Tue, 04 Oct 2011

If elderflower; could wake me from my, eternal, dreaming... Would I wake, and still be? dreaming; lying, next to you... Like a bank of meadow, grass would I still, sway, beneath...
Love
Certificate U

I have not love, enough...?

By Mark Heathcote on Tue, 04 Oct 2011

I have not love, enough...? To tempt birds from trees nor even less the angels on an ever static breeze... I have not love, enough...? To love you, as you do, me I have not love, enough...?
Love
Certificate U

My thoughts were like a feather

By Mark Heathcote on Tue, 04 Oct 2011

My thoughts were like a feather falling into your gaze your heart and soul did cipher the lust behind these forays. You held me tight in mid air part of a wing that wouldn't fly...
Love
Poem
Certificate PG

A filigree of gold:

By Mark Heathcote on Mon, 03 Oct 2011

I have a heart ancient and old it's core is of a rock larva... Newly formed with a pumice soul that absorbs its self that absolves its self till nothing of the whole remains...
Spiritual
Poem
Certificate U

Have I no hope but to drown in sorrow

By Mark Heathcote on Sat, 24 Sep 2011

I have no hope but to drown in sorrow to dance along a web of deceit till I meet my master and fall at his feet. In sorrow— In sorrow—sings the hopes of tomorrow...
Spiritual
Certificate U

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