Mark Heathcote
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Beneath the cloy mountain grass...A Poem by Mark HeathcoteThis a very old poem of mine. |
Well it’s all in my stove-ahA Poem by Mark Heathcote |
The heavens at the summit…A Poem by Mark Heathcote |
Milk and butterA Poem by Mark HeathcoteFor mothers who feel unloved... |
An owl the colour of snowA Poem by Mark Heathcote |
I don’t doubt it’s all fixed…A Poem by Mark Heathcote |
I curse the dayA Poem by Mark HeathcoteA very dark poem this one. |