![]() I tripped over your syllablesA Poem by andrew mitchell
In a word or two
getting to know you was living your verse through a life sentence. How the flow from your imagery moved me chasing down your every meter until I laid beside your finished stanza. In the curse of your verse my thoughts did wander your page exposed, I scribbled my intent, I am leaving. © 2022 andrew mitchellReviews
|
Stats
109 Views
5 Reviews Added on March 13, 2022 Last Updated on March 13, 2022 Author![]() andrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
|