andrew mitchell : Writing

In the quest for everything.

In the quest for everything.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The request for everything from a world demanding more was declined on unavailability. When more is less and less is more! One makes the most ..
What thoughts lie in the spiritual skull of the crow’s nest?

What thoughts lie in the spiritual skull of the cr..

A Poem by andrew mitchell


I was to be succeeded by death entering the world called sleepy hollows. When the curse of mortality lied within the crypts of nevermore ..
The piracy of remembrance mapped.

The piracy of remembrance mapped.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


When the ballast of thoughts cannoned into the vessel of a mind sailing, memories walked the plank knowing.
The transformation from a getaway.

The transformation from a getaway.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Accrued thoughts lie in the vessel of a weathered mind turning the wheels of fortune from hands placed on the book of wisdom, the path of mistak..
The rules of the game.

The rules of the game.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


He wants to live, he wants to win. He wants to live.... from the luck that came with chances.
Into the  shadows of being.

Into the shadows of being.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The spirit of the lands talks in whispers heard across the continent. Where the wind speaks of burning legends,ch the wheel of life turns on the..
The introductory of past and present.

The introductory of past and present.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


In the space that never was, was the space that is, that lies between the mind where is and was meet.
Did treachery surround the legend born?

Did treachery surround the legend born?

A Poem by andrew mitchell


There was treachery from not knowing, it came as a surprise as was the drink from the chalice that stood empty. From the stone that bore the ..
A hop, skip and a jump!

A hop, skip and a jump!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The congregation in the mind speaksof thoughts that gather,thoughts that infest,thoughts that bore,in decay rest.A thought never hada seamless journey..
Life without the moon.

Life without the moon.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


One small breath was one large heart beat for mankind.