The charade of walking like an Egyptian!A Poem by andrew mitchell
If the writing was on the wall
only the hieroglyphics remain, charades anyone? Only the pharaohs knew how the Egyptians walked while the shades of shadows formed pyramids. And so the walk that talked was drawn in pictures, little did they know they had photographic memories against desert sands, stood their templed minds in an oasis of thoughts. © 2018 andrew mitchell |
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Added on October 9, 2018 Last Updated on October 9, 2018 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.. |

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