The homeless live in brevity.

The homeless live in brevity.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

While the cupped hands
embraced the warmth
of life’s breath
in the shadows coughed
a shivering moment.

© 2018 andrew mitchell


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Short but so powerful!! Well done!

Posted 7 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

7 Years Ago

Thank you so much Giullia
Cold of Winter is coming. Many will need help. Strong and needed words shared Andrew. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 7 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

7 Years Ago

Many warm thanks John for your reviewing and support.

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Added on October 24, 2018
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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