Over New; Greens Seas Drip-Fed
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Mark Heathcote
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The poet is a lonely … (snail)
With elongated eyes espy.
Following a spiritual brail
Questioning: what's awry?
What; lucidity nears him by.
A non-apologetic; dreamer…
To him it's do-or-die
With a silver trailing "stigma"
Over the high seas did Bligh.
Oh, mutiny; he's not a rhymer…
{With a pirate, treasure scroll...}
With a bounty on his head:
His mutiny is that his soul—
And others might—never be fed.
By following him on… faith!
Over new; green seas drip-fed.
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