Mark Heathcote

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StoryEunectes Murinus Anna Marie316 years 3 months ago
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StoryHow royally Avant-garde am I? Mark Heathcote116 years 5 months ago
StoryNearly human (again) Nick.A316 years 7 months ago
StoryDo the British take their brollies? Mark Heathcote616 years 9 months ago
StoryVII Stanzas Mark Heathcote216 years 9 months ago
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StoryThe music of one’s love is deaf and dumb Mark Heathcote317 years 8 months ago
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My stories

Follow my coat tails...

A lonely star shone upon the moon Her blank expression broke his gloom Deeply wanton did his affections seek… To enlighten her orbs that nightly did mystique

For as molten metal bound are we not in the magma

For as molten metal bound Love if only I could love the stone core of your heart Love you like the vine that splits and climbs a rock face Love you like a sun orbiting the moon—what art Tendril drip

a pigeon’s loft

Give me a pigeon’s loft of neglect because I want to be left alone here in the city where everyone’s busy.

A star feathered orchard:

The night stars have never near sobbed Their hearts out; really, fully, That is why..? The sun arises so happily -Joyous with these songbirds, full of mirth.

For as molten metal bound are we not in the magma

Love if only I could love the stone core of your heart Love you like the vine that splits and climbs a rock face Love you like a sun orbiting the moon—what art

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