The remoteness of minds.

The remoteness of minds.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

What lies in
the remoteness of mind
where dusty memories
are blown on time’s wind
scorched by the sun
a chapter spread
across a spinifex leaning
as red sands bury the remains,
not a drop of life stains
the desolate wilderness.

© 2018 andrew mitchell


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

Very esoteric and divine. I resonate with this piece a lot. Especially with my own work. You have captured the essence of the mind. The brain is our all seeing eye into the world of now and beyond. Thank you for sharing.

Posted 5 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

5 Years Ago

thank you.
that is how powerful the brain is aside from the cognitive abilities it is connected to everything in our body and sometimes or most of the times the soul included

Posted 5 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

5 Years Ago

thank you.

Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

92 Views
2 Reviews
Rating
Added on July 24, 2018
Last Updated on July 24, 2018

Author

andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



About
Strindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..

Writing