andrew mitchell : Writing

The Male Chauvinist.

The Male Chauvinist.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The Male Chauvinist.Ladies and gentlemen!Did I say Ladies?We'll edit this out.W****s!When the roles were reversedhe could not believehow busy she was...
concubine

concubine

A Poem by andrew mitchell


my mind taking a stroll.
Over that hill, far away.

Over that hill, far away.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


ramblings of mine of mind!
Solitude lies...

Solitude lies...

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Solitude liesfrom no man's standingswhere the wind whisperstreetops sighs;forest lullabieson moonlit slumbers.Nature at peace.
On patrol.

On patrol.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


On patrol.As my conscience patrolsthe mind for any mischievous thoughts,gone rogue to be culled.Tonight was more busierthan the usual.Many had been dr..
Free rides!

Free rides!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Free rides!On her carousel of dreamsI rode....until she had me flung;over her walls of delusionment.Her circus had become too big.
The castle walls of despair.

The castle walls of despair.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


another scribble.
Sink or swim

Sink or swim

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Sink or swim.On the amalgamation of gathering thoughts;the survivors concludedtwas not the emotionsthat drowned butthe thoughts surrounding.
The arrangement was not based on love.

The arrangement was not based on love.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Those prearranged marriages!