I put a trace on a face locked in memory.

I put a trace on a face locked in memory.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

I saw a face on my memory
while drinking a cup of tea
so walking in your footsteps
you led me out to sea....

Looking at those tea leaves
to read the likes of thee
I was swimming in my future
the brown sludge engulfed me.

A storm in a tea cup
jiggled in front of me
dangling on the gauze
you pressed against me.

On the wings of a daydream
you took hold of thee
I held onto your tale
a sweet memory.

© 2017 andrew mitchell

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Added on December 2, 2017
Last Updated on December 2, 2017


andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia

I love pushing the limits on writing poetry. Not everyone's cup of tea but maybe a few will enjoy the twists and turns, the simple, the depth of simplicity, the bizarre and the ridiculous. Strindberg.. more..