My weekly routine of mind!

My weekly routine of mind!

A Poem by andrew mitchell
"

games of silliness !!

"
Exercising my mind
My games of thoughts;
I begin to play.
Sunday is pictionary!
Monday is scrabble
Tuesday is dictionary
Wednesday is trouble
Thursday is chess
Friday is rest
Saturday is snap!
That's it I'm done!
My origami of
Bending, twisting,
Folding thoughts.
Oh! To feel normal again!!!

© 2015 andrew mitchell


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What, no Monopoly? I think they changed some of the pieces...I never wanted to be the iron!

I never know what I'm going to find when I click on your titles, Andrew! Thank you for keeping me on my toes!

I'll take you on with a game of Scrabble! ; )


Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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So witty and fun, this is for sure YOU AM. The List of Games was very creative idea that worked brilliantly!
Im stuck playing Candyland, snakes and ladders and battleship at the moment lol

Posted 8 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

I like battleships and snakes and ladders and sevens in cards and uno too. Funny you must have kids .. read more
sereenaoutloud

8 Years Ago

LOL yep ...we sounds like parents!!
What, no Monopoly? I think they changed some of the pieces...I never wanted to be the iron!

I never know what I'm going to find when I click on your titles, Andrew! Thank you for keeping me on my toes!

I'll take you on with a game of Scrabble! ; )


Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I play Words With Friends everyday and, recently, dusted off my old chess board to play with my father. God, he slaughtered me. I never bothered to learn any strategies.

Good poem, lots of fun.

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Thank you Carrie. My grandfather did the same.
I am exhausted trying to keep up with all these games, Andrew. You capture so well the shifting of thoughts that come with the creative, sleepless mind. A nice write.

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

thanks FT.....
Ha! you capture your stray thoughts and round them up like chickens Andrew. Very amusing to watch lol!

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Thanks john lol
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hi Andrew. yep, yep, yep! that's what I missed. The belly laugh!!! So very original and so very YOU!!! I am still laughing!!! My origami, wow ! That's like my whole life, misshapen, twisted, warped . . . folded I'm not sure about, but NEVER neatly!! Love this!!!!!!!!!! great write and way up there. this has joined two others. Top level stuff, alf

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Thanks alf for a great review, it was really a nonsense write to me as I pondered my next thought l.. read more
Fantastic write, very creative and wise to keep the mind in a constant
state of healthy exercise, it certainly shows in your amazing poetry!
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Thanks Jamestown, I like to keep my mind healthy and at that level of witty warped madness lol and n.. read more
I love the title, well thought! I'm usually not keen on 'list poems', but it really fits the theme here. Great work, keep it up!


Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Thank you Tom and nice to meet you.
Tom McRoberts

9 Years Ago

You're welcome, and you too, Andrew.

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andrew mitchell

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