in limbo!A Poem by andrew mitchell
Walked around the park today
The same old path as yesterday. Was my soul out there? I saw wisps of smoke the other day The same old smoke as yesterday Was my soul out there? I ran the lake early today Saw the mist rising like yesterday Was my soul out there? I can't find my soul Its lost its way In a place of limbo The same old grey. Is my soul out there? Back at home, Here to stay, Flowers delivered I find........Pretty! While the cold Earth Still remains my bed. My soul is out there!
© 2015 andrew mitchell |
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1 Review Added on August 19, 2015 Last Updated on August 19, 2015 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.. |
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