Stranded

Stranded

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Stranded in a picture, framed
In the graveyard, my remains
In cathedral grounds;
Near a castle, my home
Where I was born.
With my inheritance sold
In auction rooms,  I've stayed.
I find.... I'm on sale,
Stranded in a picture, framed.

© 2015 andrew mitchell


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poetry of the lost and lonely Andrew, your family estate has been taken and ransacked for its worth and you're the painting in a frame that no one wants to buy, well that's what I saw anyway in this excellent poem :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


There's a true poet in that soul, I just knew it! Much applause, Andrew!

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Thank you Kelly Compared to your writes I'm more untidy with dog ears while you are more smooth and .. read more
Nice! That one's really good!! Thanks for sharing.


Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Thanks marcus
I guess one might say that 'you've had your lot'! old boy. This brought to mind a musty highland castle with old portraits on the walls.

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

thanks John too right! lol
Oh harry potty frames totally came to mind when reading this!
Holding secret ghosts of family members passed on!
Great write AM! :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


sereenaoutloud

9 Years Ago

OMG that would be worse!!
My mum used to run a bed and breakfast in edinbugh, it was this re.. read more
andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

wow that would be a heart beater! lol
sereenaoutloud

9 Years Ago

You like all the ghost stories though right?
well that's a bugger isn't it ... stranded, stuck, going no-where when the whole universe beckons this poor blighter get to hang out in a cold nd dreary graveyard ... hmmm gimme his address I am gonna make it my life's mission to set this poor soul free ...

you are a clever one ... you mind works in rather mysterious ways don't it :) XX

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Thanks KWP Its all about imagination, something different to entertain me and the masses lol;)
When we pass on , we just leave things behind...
This however reminds me of those family portraits or paintings that you find in museums or castles.
Or Scooby Doo movies. :)
The eyes, they follow you. As if the picture is haunted.

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Exactly how I wanted it! lol Thank you
Cherry Pepperweb

9 Years Ago

Then mission accomplished!! :))
looks like it was sold out from under you,great write loved the theme

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Thank you wordman, Ha! its not me I wish I had a castle!
 wordman

9 Years Ago

you look rich to me
andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

only in colour lol
I find this to be a clever poem, and enjoy the play on words. I do think that some form of punctuation is needed here
In auction rooms, I've stayed
I find.... I'm on sale



Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Thanks Possum and hints are welcome :)
this is a perfect portrait of how what we have, what we own can be sold for any price...but if we maintain our integrity, our heart and soul have no price...and what remains after we die will be that integrity...

nicely expressed as always with your work, andrew.

j.

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

As always J I appreciate your reviews and I thank you!

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