I still love your words
By Mark Andrew Heathcote

 

I still love your words, and now you have a voice
that is bewitching in its cadences.
You talk of cuckoos - birds, and my heart rejoices
you, talk of vines and quiet awakenings.
And how your words claim a right to haunt-
while I remember my own inertia.
Ah, how my-own-words were given applauds
complementing each other vice-a-versa
I still love your words and, much have they grown
your old cuckoo, birds are now nightingales
your vine, Morning glory, entwines a throne
not one word would I edit or curtail.
You talk of cuckoos - birds, and my heart rejoices
talk of vines-now isn't these my languages

 

Mark Andrew Heathcote from U.K. is adult learning difficulties support worker, his poetry has been published in many journals, magazines and anthologies, he resides in the UK, from Manchester, Mark is the author of “In Perpetuity” and “Back on Earth” two books of poems published by a CTU publishing group, Creative Talents Unleashed.