In the shallows of shadows.....talk.

In the shallows of shadows.....talk.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

He was a tear
in the clouds of sadness
until he was dropped
in the pool of neglect.
There he met others 
looming becoming 
a flow of pain
that cried 
Stop!
Wading in the shallows
of sorrow.
Go deeper where all is lost.
Where they drowned
in their own self pity.

© 2017 andrew mitchell


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Added on November 18, 2017
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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