andrew mitchell : Writing

As if time blinked.

As if time blinked.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


As if time blinked.As quickly asthe spell of lovefell from the skyblinding him in the smokeseemingly so,he saw love disappearin the shadowsonce more.A..
The paper cut.

The paper cut.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The paper cut.The paper cut ran deepthrough the heart;sharp, slow, stingingoverwhelming so,not from the paper itself.But the text,the chosen wordsthe ..
When sense was common.

When sense was common.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


When sense was common. The 1950'sWhen fish didn't have fingers a pizza (pisa) was somethingto do with a tower leaning. andwater came out ..
In the love arena

In the love arena

A Poem by andrew mitchell


In the love arena.The rules of engagement were simple.Take control.Conquer.She surrendering,you in turn becameher prisoner....in love.The ruler always..
Behind the personified.

Behind the personified.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


I take my hat off to Dave Allen A clever Irish comic who brought issues to light from the Catholic church, personified.
Taking that first step courting.

Taking that first step courting.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Taking that first step courting.I thought I was luckywhen I got to first base.But when I got to second.I knew....I was on my way........reaching third..
Self doubt.

Self doubt.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Self doubt.There was an airof hesitancyfrom you,the sun hidingbehind the cloudswhen I said" I love you."
Under her leather confines.

Under her leather confines.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Under her leather confines.Under her leather confineslies a world hidden from view.When she putthe lettercapital Minto the word sack,stinging.He follo..
Hey man!

Hey man!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Hey man!Hey man!Can you feel the vibes?It's a groove thing.The best way to sell musicis from the soul.Dig it!Now...... pass me the bong!Oh yeah b..
A few words

A few words

A Poem by andrew mitchell


A few words.As the hands of timeturn.............drawing near to his finality.All his favourite recollectionsare being read and spreadon his epitaph."..