Mark Heathcote

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StoryTen For The Ten Commandments (IP) well-wisher915 years 1 month ago
StoryNicknames for Aislinn Mark Heathcote415 years 7 months ago
StoryLove is the drug shoe815 years 7 months ago
Storyplease (don't ) marry me! shoe1515 years 7 months ago
Storythe affair shoe1315 years 7 months ago
StoryNo two people Mark Heathcote215 years 11 months ago
StorySpring Fever jennifer215 years 11 months ago
StoryEunectes Murinus Anna Marie316 years 5 days ago
StoryToothless Wander lenchenelf916 years 3 weeks ago
StoryHow royally Avant-garde am I? Mark Heathcote116 years 2 months ago
StoryNearly human (again) Nick.A316 years 4 months ago
StoryDo the British take their brollies? Mark Heathcote616 years 6 months ago
StoryVII Stanzas Mark Heathcote216 years 6 months ago
StoryA Lovely Day Jupiter1816 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Trouble with Grace Silver Spun Sand3016 years 8 months ago
StoryChaosity Kills jennifer217 years 2 months ago
StoryPenetrates jennifer117 years 5 months ago
StoryThe music of one’s love is deaf and dumb Mark Heathcote317 years 5 months ago
StoryA Cautionary Tale MistakenMagic217 years 8 months ago
StoryIn these cormorant hours spent swift Mark Heathcote217 years 9 months ago

My stories

Here, There & Everywhere

Here, There & Everywhere I’m walking along singing a song Cause life doesn't last that long Free as a bird Out on a limb Looking to fly again! High in the air

Choirs in the night wake me

Choirs in the night wake me Like tinkling leafs in rain Somehow wind must take me Carry me dreaming—again To that figment of a memory That always remains the same

Afrikaner, Caribbean

Afrikaner, Caribbean You’re the shepherd of this land You make the mighty lion meek Lowly as a shadow at your feet Afrikaner, Caribbean Life's your nativity in the sand

If my love were like a siren

If my love were like a siren In the oceans of my heart Singing like the whales I’d be clinging to the dark Driving those chains apart! If my love were a mermaid

Like a dried up flower in a button hole

Like a dried up flower in a button hole The jokes on you pressed to your soul That I’ve got to go, I have now to go. Baby, if you’re honest you’d know

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