Mark Heathcote

I See Dark-Clad Angels Seated In The Clouds

Like Flailing A Dead Sea Monster

Now That’s I Call Magic

The Last Cuckoo In The Nest

Be Glad Love

Love Is A Ballet Dance

I Need Pillow Talk

High Noon

Birds Of Paradise

I’ve Gotta Sell My Soul

Make Love Under The Spotlight

Minuscule Life Forms

A Viper’s Nest Or A Garden Of Orchids

I Still Love Your Words

I’ll Put Your Heart Into A Frying Pan

Honeypot Of Gold

Prayer Bells

It’s So Bewildering

Rose Petals At My Feet

Composed Over A Lifetime

A Pilgrim’s Question

With An Ordinance Of Grace

How Many Caps Do You Wear?

Leap Of Faith

To Soothe Her Rampant Delights

Do Guns Make You Cry Or Go, Whoopee?

Dustbowl

Finding A Religion To Follow

Carried Up Above The Crowds

Avoid Needless Bloodshed

Remembered Dead

When It Shines

Someday Soon

Take, With A Pinch Of Salt

Can You Make Any Sense Of It?

Glory, It’s A Gorgeous-Glory

Egyptian Star

A Christmas Tree, Galleon

Spiders In A Bathtub

From The Cradle Of Life

I Would Climb The Highest Mountain

Tomorrows-Not-One

Brand New Horizons

From The Crib To The Zoo

Self-Named: Always-My-Words

Spring Is Almost Here

Just Alone

Furnish Yourself With Nothing & Possess All

I’ll Be Honest

Lady Chatterley’s Lovers

I Love A Misty Morning

New Year, Starting From Tonight

If They Built A Time Machine

I Am Carried Away To A Honey Garden

Head-Throbbing-Eavesdropping

The Rightly Candid A Liar Deplores

Every Teardrop Tells A Story

The Deprived & Destitute

Criminalizing Poverty?

Reduce To A Number