Mark Heathcote

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My stories

You sent an unexpected letter

By Mark Heathcote on Tue, 21 Jul 2009

You sent an unexpected letter And sweet heart it arrived today In perfect tone! Elegant grammar Like a heavenly grammatical cliché. The laws deliverance from up above!
Miscellaneous
Poem
Certificate PG

Swim the lengths of your love

By Mark Heathcote on Wed, 15 Jul 2009

Put your emotions into a fishbowl and forget! Swim the lengths of your love and lusts, passionate, from the outset. Bathe in those circle passages, time wills; never the same!
Miscellaneous
Poem
Certificate 12

Miles of wheeling clouds

By Mark Heathcote on Wed, 15 Jul 2009

Miles of wheeling clouds Sit around my head As they pound into my heart As they stamped around my grave I crawled... Too the heavens doors I fall Too the heavens doors I fall
Horror
Poem
Certificate PG

Do the British take their brollies?

By Mark Heathcote on Wed, 15 Jul 2009

Do the British take their brollies? Do the British take their brollies? On Las Palmer Hollies Do they their Earl grey tea? Take with two lumps or three And whilst sitting besides the sea
Humour
Certificate U

Milkwort tureen

By Mark Heathcote on Fri, 03 Jul 2009

What scaffold or rusty apparatus! Flower stem or fey, milkwort tureen Will bent? This amber sap, amongst us Powers this human, species; unseen. What nature breathes in loving beauty?
Miscellaneous
Poem
Certificate PG

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