andrew mitchell : Writing

The Attic.

The Attic.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The Attic. The Attic contained all my thoughts but no-one ..
Life's placemats no.2

Life's placemats no.2

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Life's placemats no.2.Places everyone!
Frayed love

Frayed love

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Frayed love.Her tapestry of lovein the beginningwas well knotteduntil he did a runner...now looking frayed.
First impressions.

First impressions.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


First impressions.On first impressions....she came acrossvery classy;an expensive present.The sort... you'd hardly dare to unwrap.
Circumambient.

Circumambient.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Circumambient.There was an airof circumambiencemaking love to a ghostparticularly when the momentwas all a dream.
Tears of laughter.

Tears of laughter.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Tears of laughter.Puddled emotions riseeuphorically loudon notes drowningfrom manic laughter.
Life's placemats.

Life's placemats.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


abstract, surreal thoughts on life as a dinner setting somewhat structured, organised, ready for....life
Don't pick the fruit! Could be an ancestor!

Don't pick the fruit! Could be an ancestor!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Don't pick the fruit! Could be an ancestor!As the family tree grewin new replacements, old growth died knowing life, sadly....... had gone ..
The War Museum.

The War Museum.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The War Museum.Citations flowon silent whispersechoing downmemory halls.
Come out, come out wherever you are!

Come out, come out wherever you are!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Come out, come out wherever you are!In an inner worldof infinite possibilities,I smile knowing...there is a thoughtout there that hasn'tbeen thought y..