andrew mitchell : Writing

It doesn’t matter!

It doesn’t matter!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The only thing important about anti-matter is.... it doesn’t matter.
When the mind is full of thinking anthologies!

When the mind is full of thinking anthologies!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


To circumnavigate one's mind,one must understandthe contents area gathering of thoughtsnot catalogued buthaving some senseof orderly conduct,available..
When the wires crossed!

When the wires crossed!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


While the strings of loveplayed in tune,unknowinglyHolst's planets suite -the bringer of warhad already startedunnoticedin their shadowsof the two new..
Just silly wanderings of a mind going for a walk!

Just silly wanderings of a mind going for a walk!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


String along a sentencefrom a mind filled with words,dabble with the contentsand come up with a verse.Today was no differentfrom any other dayjust sil..
Mind’s investment in a circus of ideas.

Mind’s investment in a circus of ideas.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Investments in mindcarried out on stageinside the cranial theatrewhere thoughts are highswing on the trapezein the hopethe circus of ideasare played a..
Which one are you?

Which one are you?

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Of the three birds flyingwhich one will die?In the un- mortared wallwhich rock will fall?While certainty loomingcasts its shadows,uncertainty lies wit..
The ligaments of thoughts bend in mind.

The ligaments of thoughts bend in mind.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


There was no need to cast shadows past, I was walking in their presence, dead, of tombstones mottled grey. Littered by the travelling of browns ..
Tidal thoughts.

Tidal thoughts.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Of tidal thoughts back and forth only the strong remain. The others are washed out to sea.
To hold the map to memories past.

To hold the map to memories past.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


A treasured island - holding memories in exile free from the thoughts that forget sailing in a world, ageing; diminishing on waves are scribbled ..
On a clearer note.

On a clearer note.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


On a clearer note words that choke are better swallowed.