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The gravity of the situation
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
His heart embalmed by her love now black ashes for time played its part bringing together the beginning to an end. Back to the future sex ..
Never a still moment
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
The man in the mirrorever changingnever a stillon reflection.
The extension
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
During the termof endearmenttime playedits part.
During the course of a heading
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
Not all sentences come with an end they may have a stanza or two to follow but that’s a title for you.
The body language of mind reading
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
Not every write is visible while every thought is read.
Working on the embers
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
Just wrote a great poemif I do say myself.I’m lying.Had some terrific linesthat suited the theme.No! All lies again.Anyway, I might write anothe..
It was a clear day for shopping
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
At the mall cornera woman was standing, waitingbut didn’t realise a manwas behind hereyeing off her handbag.I wanted to interveneand save the da..
The show must go on regardless of time
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
The start of any movement has an end and a lost beginning.
A book of paths anyone?
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
One will never know their journey if they don’t turn the page.
Did the poem wear underwear
A Poem by
andrew mitchell
No matter how much the poem is dressed up the poem is always naked to view.
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