andrew mitchell : Writing

The curvature of thoughts!

The curvature of thoughts!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The curvature of my desires played out in a straight line when the geometry of your curves met mine entangled in the bliss.
Cameo atmospheres!

Cameo atmospheres!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Love was in the air,but what was happeningwhen the balloon burst....just hot air!When cameo atmospheresdrifted in.
It was a peculiar thought, come to think of it!

It was a peculiar thought, come to think of it!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Everyone thinks they're normalso where do peculiaritiescome from?When everything was going fine,then unexpectedly....I'm introduced topeculiaritiestha..
At all costs!

At all costs!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The price of living todaywill be reflected in the costto be paid living tomorrow.
These boots were made for walking!

These boots were made for walking!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


I've met all "walks" of lifebut I never caught upwith the "rans",or the "skips".However, I did come acrossa few "Hurdles" in my time.Had me jumping wi..
Who is really free?

Who is really free?

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Who is really free? The spider who spins his web only to remain, he stays.... or the fly who has freedom to move flies only to become trapped in..
A man in his groove buys a broom!

A man in his groove buys a broom!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Lost in the memory of your smile I was the man in the moon slumped in your contours made for comfort. I always got a sigh out of seeing you. I ..
When you come across a fork in the tune!

When you come across a fork in the tune!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Stay tuned they said. But I couldn’t sing! Hang in there they said. But I had no rope! Just cop it sweet they said, But I liked savoury..
There is no end in the shades of light or is there?

There is no end in the shades of light or is there..

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Will the shades of tonight fall upon today tomorrow? Do shadows run or walk? Or just creep along the sidewalk! Why do dreams begin at nightfal..
When your globe starts to flicker.

When your globe starts to flicker.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


While the recallfor memories was near,the distance of moments were farjust dreams vanishingover the horizonas waves splash in rememberancelicking the ..