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The echo of yesterday
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
The goodbye had no forwarding address maybe I misread the hello hello,hello,hello.
The living room
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
You live most of your life inside your head so clear the way keep it clean stop hoarding and make the room a happy place.
On the seat of power
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
During your travels in your dreams when or if you come across a toilet: a word of advice Do not use it.
Over the precipice lies below hope squashed
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
Man, the oppressor, the dictator over all things living. He is vile he is cruel, and he can be nice when he is happy.
How deep is your love poem
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
When she says “ go deeper” But you’ve run out of poems.
The lines were wet
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
During the eclipse of all poems passing did I pass with flying verses digesting poems by the pound. Or was it just a poetic itch, a sensation t..
And it makes me wonder
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
How many wars are there started by atheists ? None! And yet so many wars are started by religions promising “I am the one” that..
Leave a tender moment alone
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
When my left testicle came crashing down onto the bike’s crossbar. I like to start the story now. As the German shepherd tore out of th..
The alliances
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
Man harvests his fears to feed his beliefs to control his ego he paints a picture but only a white canvas promotes peace.
The people identifiers
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
We are all labelledsome are plasticothers made of glassbut mostly organic andsomewhat recyclableafter the fact.We’re all been used by…wit..
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