Mark Heathcote

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I have 597 stories published in 2 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 357471 times and 9 of my stories have been cherry picked.
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Mark Heathcote

My stories

Our way-would calling?

Star pulsed, lover. “Who’s hearts a purple emperor? Teased-out of a milk-white flower” Churned into curds and whey, Whose rosy, nothingness… In conclave, owlets flicker.

On fairy lit night

On fairy lit night When the snow shone so bright And I held you so tight I felt my love shine through you... I felt the melting Of every storm cloud blowing Away under a summer breeze...

The cat’s cradle

Hold it as a child—could Only the melting snow, Love is a living hope Hope a living hell. Love is a dew lit web Strung across our hearts In love alone do we worship?

All and sundry loosely delved

Stars and there planets, comprise. Hold the orbital, in my eyes. Immense sorrow doesn’t transcend Time want be drawn nearer an end: We can only say “what went wrong”

Outpourings... perfection!

His heart an endless soul A flowering dove tree Tears and clouds cajole His soul an endless heart A whirling dervish Arriving; towards truth... A centered spinning world

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