andrew mitchell : Writing

True love

True love

A Poem by andrew mitchell


True love.in the caseof true love;waste notwant notor end upwith take away.
Excuse me! Have you got a match?

Excuse me! Have you got a match?

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Dedicated to all those 50,000 so called witches that were burnt at the stake by the persecution of the Catholic Church when all it was, was freedom of..
Stars'n' Stripes.

Stars'n' Stripes.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Behind the Iron Curtaina little boy crieson the powers to be;dressed in red stripe pants,blue vest star patterned,top hat, extra large.Stumbling over ..
The continental drift.

The continental drift.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The continental drift.My subconscious travelsthe continental driftseeking above and beyond;in my mind's worldthe Earth is flatwhere thoughtsdisappear ..
Fractured hearts.

Fractured hearts.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Fractured hearts. Fractured hearts hospitalised never recover carrying the love on scarred tissue memories.
Someone is......

Someone is......

A Poem by andrew mitchell


How ironic to think that someone is living my dream and I don't know who this person is?
The target was marked.

The target was marked.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The target was marked.The message hadso many holes in it,you could see the truthon the other side.
The Stripper.

The Stripper.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The Stripper.YOU....sequentiallyundressing,leftMe....wantingmore.
Bridges burn behind him.

Bridges burn behind him.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


some dark sounding jazz in the background inspired this piece
It's open!

It's open!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


It's open!No matterhow many timesshe tried to drawher final curtain;there was alwaysa knock on her door." It's open!"