A sense of destiny

A sense of destiny

A Poem by Mark Heathcote

 

Love has a sense of destiny

Hanging around on a web,

Feeble as a cocoon esprit

With, snow on the dissent.

 

Erie wings like snow clouds

Dream of a garden unexplored

Where there cold shrouds

Can, melt in eternal concord.

 

Love has a fraternal brother

He has halted us at the reigns

Where all lovers now bestir

From; winters chilblains.

© 2014 Mark Heathcote


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Love is a many splendid thing. Good poem and Photo

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Mark Heathcote
Mark Heathcote

Mancheter, United Kingdom



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I like all kinds of poems but I tend to gravitate toward eastern spiritual poetry. My muse almost demands it of me. So you may find quite a few being poured out from time to time. I all so write man.. more..

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