In the life of a verse.

In the life of a verse.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Just as there is
life in a poem
so does death
surrounds it.

Not long,
after the tune
in the verse
was played,
the song has gone.

Once the stanzas
are formulated,
and read,
they are put to bed.

Long live the verse
that flows and flows,
and skips
a full stop.

© 2021 andrew mitchell

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Thus are we all verses. And I had so hoped to become a quatrain.

Posted 5 Days Ago

andrew mitchell

4 Days Ago

Indeed John, thanks for your comments.
Very true wisdom permeates within this poem. Much like life that it echoes. Those few words that manage to live longer in hearts gain more life in their celebrity. While most others find brevity in their existence. Thank you Andrew for sharing your poem.

Posted 5 Days Ago

andrew mitchell

4 Days Ago

Thank you Carlos, you are too kind.

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Added on October 12, 2021
Last Updated on October 12, 2021


andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia

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..