From a moon's glance.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Up into the clouds
into enchanted forests through the ice wonderlands on waves travel ethereal thoughts. Did the lovers on the sun quarrel looking down on the beach of lover's cove? In between I'm no where as snow melts on the bridge. All I remember everything changes at a moon's glance. The man in the moon.
© 2017 andrew mitchell |
Stats
312 Views
Added on December 23, 2017 Last Updated on December 23, 2017 Authorandrew 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.. |

Flag Writing