andrew mitchell : Writing

On time’s itinerary.

On time’s itinerary.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


On the wings of time I travelled.... forward with the end in mind. Twas no magic carpet ride.
The exiled heart.

The exiled heart.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The broken heart deprived of love, a willed bereavement, the final spasm before recovery.
To travel life's journeys of the world.

To travel life's journeys of the world.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


In order to travelone had to bemobile and not rootedto the tree of life.
Just child's play!

Just child's play!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The problem with having an imaginary line is no one can find it! Imagine if you could! Just child' play.
What is your shoe size?

What is your shoe size?

A Poem by andrew mitchell


How can you put a foot forward if you don't have a leg to stand on?
In a world of blank!

In a world of blank!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Fictional write
Never reaching the end!

Never reaching the end!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The problem with the Earth being round is.... I am never able to get to the end of the horizon, it's like chasing a rainbow, I want to go there!..
A speck in the ocean

A speck in the ocean

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The world is your oyster they said but stepping out of my shell I realised how insignificant I was. Yes! I did all the things required crossing t..
To mince with words!

To mince with words!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


To mince wth wordswas to stew on wordsmaybe a casserole of thoughtssome verbs in passingthe taste was all the same.
Sole survivor

Sole survivor

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Of footsteps that come and go footprints leave their mark.