The memories quest from eternal travels.

The memories quest from eternal travels.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

On a sea of memories
I sail onto thee
to the edge of a precipice
where thoughts falter and fall.

On a crest of a witch's promise
wandering the open skies
on a broom
dreams travel
far and wide descending
only to land with
one foot in the grave
as life casts the first shadow.

© 2017 andrew mitchell


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Added on December 18, 2017
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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