That light at the.....

That light at the.....

A Poem by andrew mitchell

That light at the....
The light
at the end
of the tunnel
was never reached.
On revolving,
turned out to be...
a lighthouse.

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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Yeah, for me it turned out to b a train coming straight at me.One time I almost did reach the light at the end of the tunnel, turned out to be a reflection of the torch I was carrying and I ended up walking through a mirror. Those lights never quite reach into the dark recesses of my destinations. Nice one Andrew.

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

haha lorry thats a poem just there in ideas laid out on tracks! A broken mirror! How many years is t.. read more
alifeacoustic

9 Years Ago

Over forty and counting :)
andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

lol................

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Added on January 25, 2016
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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