Mark Heathcote

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I have 597 stories published in 2 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 393534 times and 9 of my stories have been cherry picked.
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Mark Heathcote

My stories

The flower

Where does a flower go, father When it has flowered, Inwards or outwards… Child—it doesn’t matter All that matters is, That it has flowered… And, took root within your soul.

Ermine landscapes...

Running to the mountains all children would go... With hearts aflutter O there’s a golden rainbow. And a pot of gold on a white ermine landscape- Of snow where playful; polar bears play.

Raking over church yard cinders

That night in the church yard, I raked cinders This way and that; like a Chinese gardener. Rinses the suns gold. “Black renders lacquered “

Big ships sail out to sea

Big ships sale out to sea But they can’t hold my heart Or harbor my soul Since you traveled away… The sky is as blue as ink But it can’t hurt or feel As much as I feel for you

Emerald eyes…

Your eyes are emeralds Soaking up the space Between us; taking me Higher than the stars Way above the clouds… Your eyes are emeralds Ghost writing my smiles In the rain, in the rain

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