andrew mitchell : Writing

About the man.

About the man.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


No one knew the man but the boy who became.
All in the mind!

All in the mind!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


In a mind of thoughts a caveman dwells within the walls of shadows. And on these walls are painted images.... of memories only the mind can ..
Who has taken the lead?

Who has taken the lead?

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Everyone had a lead. The cops had a lead, the dog had a lead, the wife had a lead while I was led so I’d never be lead .... astray. But..
The merry go round of a stone’s life.

The merry go round of a stone’s life.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


He who seeks his merry ways will smile to live another day. For a rolling stone gathers no moss- just ask Mick Jagger. For no one was ev..
Pass the source!

Pass the source!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Maybe, black is the source and light is the intruder. Meanwhile, stars sparkle on blackened canvas, as the wind opens the rickety gates of dawn..
The haunted yard.

The haunted yard.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Shrouded in the mists of legends in shades of grey a cluster of monoliths look on, the raven’s squawk echoes over the church bell chimes wh..
I was no more now....

I was no more now....

A Poem by andrew mitchell


I was no more then as I was now but then.... knowing the basics laws of the universe cause and effect I wondered... was I the cause or the e..
All talk.

All talk.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


When the talk of the town was spoken in whispers, turned out to be small talk, so the gossip column said, now it’s big news.
The writer’s bubble.

The writer’s bubble.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


When the writer’s bubble burst the ink did flow into the drowning pool of thoughts where the fountain pen poured out its emotions that fi..
Fake news!

Fake news!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


I don’t tell lies but I may use fake news!

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