andrew mitchell : Writing

Finding that piece

Finding that piece

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Excuse me! Are you the piece of resistance?No way man! I’m as easy as you like.Oh! Sorry to bother you.Excuse me! Are you the piece of resistanc..
Like the version

Like the version

A Poem by andrew mitchell


In English one would say I have a headache coming on. In poetry one would say. As the cold wind from the north permeates the cranial chamber, ..
It’s not funny anymore

It’s not funny anymore

A Poem by andrew mitchell


At the York’s inn it was another round of self importance where a sense of humour vanished from the wayside. Apparently, when one sense ..
Baring all thoughts!

Baring all thoughts!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Stripped are the thoughts running naked in mind raw in its quest to be exposed.
Never a true word spoken

Never a true word spoken

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Through many a lies the truth can be found and so the lie lives.
Look no hands!

Look no hands!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Any poem that can lift the reader carries its own weight.
Not all dead poems walk

Not all dead poems walk

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Not all poems are haunted but when they are all they need is a proper burial exorcised by the reader.
The powers of the line interpretation

The powers of the line interpretation

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Every poem has a mind reader but not every mind can read the signs written between the lines. And the sign said……
The path lies within

The path lies within

A Poem by andrew mitchell


While religion taught us to follow, our hearts teach us to lead, and so our paths lie within.
As far as you can see

As far as you can see

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Through the eyes attraction is flesh and connecting is the unification of two souls seen through their eyes.