My sojourn.

My sojourn.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

My sojourn
was just that -
a temporary pass
through the corridors of time
where I hailed a ride,
the cabbie meter ticking over,
and the cab driver -
none other than 
the time keeper himself asking.
" Are you ready for the drive?"

© 2019 andrew mitchell

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oh this is such a good metaphor...
yes, that cabbie charges..maybe overcharges...
we need a big bank account filled with patience and love...

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Added on July 6, 2019
Last Updated on July 6, 2019


andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia

I love pushing the limits on writing poetry. Not everyone's cup of tea but maybe a few will enjoy the twists and turns, the simple, the depth of simplicity, the bizarre and the ridiculous. Strindberg.. more..