Lizzie Mitchell : Writing

Beauty

Beauty

A Poem by Lizzie Mitchell


Beauty is a lieAesthetically pleasingMasking ugly truth
Bugsy

Bugsy

A Poem by Lizzie Mitchell


When I told a stranger online that I love poetry he asked if I could write something off the top of my head. I wasn't sure, so I tried.
Untitled

Untitled

A Poem by Lizzie Mitchell


A glimpse of my 14 year old self. I wish I could remember what inspired this poem.
Lonely

Lonely

A Poem by Lizzie Mitchell


There are times when the silence becomes painfulIt slithers up around youconstricting youblinding you with pain and sheer terrorHungrily it squeezes o..
Words

Words

A Poem by Lizzie Mitchell


I never feel satisfied with my writing.
Woods

Woods

A Poem by Lizzie Mitchell


I ran in the woods, came home, and wrote about it.
Beautiful

Beautiful

A Poem by Lizzie Mitchell


So maybe my design is notaesthetically pleasing to you.My God did not create meto give your eyes an orgasm.Perhaps society put that hunger in your eye..
Fall

Fall

A Poem by Lizzie Mitchell


Leaves danceColorful swirls carried by the windOhhhh! sings the windSwish! leaves whisperTap, tap, tap goes rain on the windowThunder roarsLightning w..
Hurt And Confused

Hurt And Confused

A Poem by Lizzie Mitchell


She made his name a jokeShe laughed in his faceShe made him cryShe disentigrated his self-esteemand blew it away like dust on the windI defended himI ..
Poetry

Poetry

A Poem by Lizzie Mitchell


I don't write a lot of Haiku, but this was meant to be a short, sweet explanation of why I love poetry.