Mark Heathcote

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StoryEunectes Murinus Anna Marie316 years 3 weeks ago
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StoryHow royally Avant-garde am I? Mark Heathcote116 years 3 months ago
StoryNearly human (again) Nick.A316 years 4 months ago
StoryDo the British take their brollies? Mark Heathcote616 years 7 months ago
StoryVII Stanzas Mark Heathcote216 years 7 months ago
StoryA Lovely Day Jupiter1816 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Trouble with Grace Silver Spun Sand3016 years 9 months ago
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StoryPenetrates jennifer117 years 5 months ago
StoryThe music of one’s love is deaf and dumb Mark Heathcote317 years 6 months ago
StoryA Cautionary Tale MistakenMagic217 years 9 months ago
StoryIn these cormorant hours spent swift Mark Heathcote217 years 9 months ago

My stories

Winters autumnal beauty the discreet

Sensual as nature is she revealing Her rainbow paint palette yet, azure Gentle as calamine to my healing I to her a courtier a Chaucer...

They wish their hearts weren’t dead

Profanities, bubble, between us Fish like they uproot a devils tongue. Descend; triple barded loatheness... Death rasping recoils nonchalant lungs.

Bleary eyed beauty in aromas sweet

Bleary eyed beauty in aromas sweet By tinctures of air lilac on the leaf Give not unto me that broken heartbeat That crushed sense of being.., of belief.

When, you became a reality

“When, you became a reality... to me Not” the falling petals of a dying rose. The enchanted melting’s of recent snow. Not a tale of long ago! “When, you became a reality to me.

Butterfly

Soulful as a butterfly on the wind You speak your notes, like a bird would sing Midnight is a garden, filled with stars When you speak to me Raindrops of passion, dissolving...

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