Inside the Golden Fleece

Inside the Golden Fleece

A Poem by andrew mitchell

On embracing
the silence
that surrounds me
the nothingness
that entertains
is everything
I ask for.

© 2023 andrew mitchell


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Oh yes. An eternity of nothingness. Something to be wished for.

Posted 1 Year Ago


andrew mitchell

1 Year Ago

Thank you Ken.
I do find nothingness quite entertaining...I can create my own plots, sounds and playmates.
j.

Posted 1 Year Ago


andrew mitchell

1 Year Ago

Well said Jacob, thanks for your words.
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dear Andrew... the quietness of the Countryside is assurance that
Peace lies in fields of Sheep where Angels sleep at Eventide...
Your poetry is the Golden Fleece of Eternity. softly, Pat

Posted 1 Year Ago


andrew mitchell

1 Year Ago

Thank you Pat for your kind words.
Proudly, your country earned the title of "Golden Fleece".
You earned two titles: Poet and Emperor of Australia.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Sami Khalil

1 Year Ago

Happy Birthday sir Andrew. Time flies when you are having fun and writing poetry
andrew mitchell

1 Year Ago

Thanks Sami
Sami Khalil

1 Year Ago

You are welcome sir.

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Added on September 9, 2023
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