The Sun.

The Sun.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

I look into the dark
of shadows,
shadows black and foul,
and stare them down,
stealing their ground
until they are no more.

© 2017 andrew mitchell


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brilliantly penned, evocative
of one having strength to rise above dark ashes..perhaps sorrow. i adore the subtle macabre imagery. thank you for sharing -- xx --

Posted 8 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

Thank you for the kind review ms barrie and gracing my page.
ms. barrie

8 Years Ago

you're most welcomed, Andrew 🌸
What a wonderful to bring the light back in :)

Posted 8 Years Ago



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andrew mitchell

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