andrew mitchell : Writing

On the trail of subliminal messaging.

On the trail of subliminal messaging.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


On the trail of subliminal messaging.Behold the trojan horsethat infiltrated her mind;subtle thoughts, subliminal,reverberating."Put the cat out!""Put..
Twinkling.

Twinkling.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Twinkling.Pushing the skyaway deep blue;I was left blackuntil the applauseon the backingleft the moon shiningstars adoring,on twinklings absorbed.
The desert.

The desert.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The desert. With the wind in hand, the movement of sands buried time.
The cemetery on passing.

The cemetery on passing.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The cemetery on passing.Was not themasquerade of death,a cover upon the shortcomingsof life.
If walls could talk..

If walls could talk..

A Poem by andrew mitchell


scribblings
The cloak of invisibility.

The cloak of invisibility.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The cloak of invisibility.As mortality wrappedaround me as a cloak,I found on removingI was gone.
Perceptions based on....!

Perceptions based on....!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Perceptions based on......!It was not my intention to deceivebased on perceptionsbut to hold back on what I know; and keep some character in res..
Freedom.

Freedom.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Freedom.Anyone for a grape?Glory of the Roman Empirebecame enslaved in itself; on enslaving becoming a slave to democracy, failed to recog..
All my loves were compared to Horseracing.

All my loves were compared to Horseracing.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


All my loves were compared to Horseracing.Maybe because I'm not into horse racingbut with all my lovesI was always pipped at the post.I fell in love w..
Ink!

Ink!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Ink!What is a writerwithout a readerbut a mere piece of paperwithout a pen.


John the Baptist 2.0
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