Mark Heathcote

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My stories

Out on the street

By Mark Heathcote on Wed, 14 Oct 2009

Out on the street: I hear the beat the patter of feet People and faces of those I meet Friends and family those I greet. I happily play out on the street With friends, who share a treat?
Children's
Poem
Certificate U

Death

By Mark Heathcote on Sat, 10 Oct 2009

The cup of water has a mouth for stars in the shadow where a black hole fills our hearts. The cup of water Flavors our eyes like dew wet dill we gaze into the skies. Ferment-do-gooders
Miscellaneous
Poem
Certificate PG

FEAR...

By Mark Heathcote on Sat, 10 Oct 2009

White, midnight! Fear-woken insight! Of Midnight! Sweat dripping angel Lost in a carnage of fright! Screams for the light! Wake me! Wake me!! Wake MEEE!!! Touch me with angelic sunlight!
Miscellaneous
Certificate U

Go us to my protector

By Mark Heathcote on Sat, 10 Oct 2009

“Grasses Feather in” the wind. Determined swift like an envoy Dart along the barn, crosswind Life fills the air inextricably with joy. Like the joy of a young child.
Miscellaneous
Certificate U

STARS

By Mark Heathcote on Tue, 06 Oct 2009

Planetary gray stars we keep them in our hearts where we never returning go… Diamonds in the summer snow… these stars we already know are our friends of along ago.
Spiritual
Poem
Certificate U

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