andrew mitchell : Writing

Tit for tat!

Tit for tat!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


When one considerstit for tat,which hurts the most?The tat for tit,or the tit for tat?More importantly,what makes five poundsof fat look more attracti..
This world is already painted!

This world is already painted!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


From colours whitethey painted red,leaving mindscoloured purple,while the skyremains always bluein acceptance.
When the backpage became front news on the washing line.

When the backpage became front news on the washing..

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Most romances were back pagefor no-one wanted to knowwhat was happeningbehind bedroom doors,or what was showingon the washing line,but some were famou..
King size, queen size, only her accommodation mattered.

King size, queen size, only her accommodation matt..

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Her topography lieson pillow landscapesstretched across shifting sheetsof satin pleasures litteredin petals redas time chimeson movements charmed,King..
Time lines.

Time lines.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


When the lines of truth were drawn on the sands of time, nothing in text came from the erosion of the past, future pending, history in the maki..
Love and blanketed affections.

Love and blanketed affections.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Love was no more a blanket covering the faults to be exposed, naked on getting out of bed.
The aura of you.

The aura of you.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


While colours redfinally settledfor colours blue,your colours green, envyevolved from colours mellow;all primary emotions engaged.I stood backin the b..
The Bow Knot.

The Bow Knot.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


On the noosethat hangs,that slipsover her heart,she swings onthe eternal love,bleeding onhis offerings.
Nautical Bliss.

Nautical Bliss.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


In the dark recessesof my nautical blissbreaking on her shores,each wave a caressto summon her,on the tides of love;she swims outon my ocean blues,and..