The Hour Glass

The Hour Glass

A Poem by andrew mitchell

As the rocks of time
Cave in around you
The life you had
Are now just ....
Gasps!

© 2015 andrew mitchell


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You are packing lots of images and emotions into your works these days Andrew. In this one feels the crushing of life ebbing away.

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

Exactly John ebbing away!

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 Added on July 6, 2015
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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