andrew mitchell : Writing

He ponders ..His Fate!

He ponders ..His Fate!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


A man of stone sits aloneRe-sculptured with time;With head on hand, on kneeHe ponders, his fate...his time.Dressed in green, lichen mossStreaked with ..
Lifting the sheets she saw...

Lifting the sheets she saw...

A Poem by andrew mitchell


On hospital bed he liesOxygen mask onSummoning the nurseWith finger, he asks:"R wee tes...calls rack?"She proceeds toLift his gownHoisting his flaccid..
Dance with time

Dance with time

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Keeping steps with timeOne has to quicken one's steps.From birth, a slow waltz:Slow, excited, unsteady, unsure.From youth to adulthood, the tango:Fran..
She collects!!

She collects!!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


When Mother Nature says" Enjoy what I have to offer." " I give you My playground, My fruits of la..
As the cold gets in...

As the cold gets in...

A Poem by andrew mitchell


As the windWith its armsWraps around me,Mr. Chill,Cold as iceInvades.The mechanisms of lifeWork harder..The heart will find a way.
 Soon to be Missing!!

Soon to be Missing!!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


He who thinks he choseIs really the chosenBy the chooser.He thinks!From that day forwardHe waitsfor her hand,her babies,our babies,the dinner,the toil..
my canine friend

my canine friend

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Bent overTop right cornerMy page.My canine friendThe dog ear!Soon to becomeExtinct.By the tablet!"What goes aroundComes around!"says Moses.
Changing TV channels

Changing TV channels

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Smooching at the cornerWho cares about the worldTongues are in a twirlHer lips begin to swell.Okay! Stop right thereFor twenty thousand dollarsWould y..
In smoky dens the chips are down!

In smoky dens the chips are down!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Chips that echoTake centre stage;A world of chance,Seats four.Smoke billows;Chimney mouths.Thoughts hang;Drifting trails.Swirling icein whiskey, drown..
The erogenous playground at war!

The erogenous playground at war!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Mouths lockedDuelling tongues fencing;Cat and mouse.Pulses racing,Swirling tongues,Medusa's snakes.Sigh soundsTwo heartsStrike a chord.Tongues danceDe..