The intuition to jump over insipid puddles of thoughts.

The intuition to jump over insipid puddles of thoughts.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Intuition was what
women had in mind,
their attention to detail
for the taste of an intellectual mind;
quick to distinguish between
those admirable and those
who carried insipid thoughts.

© 2019 andrew mitchell


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Added on February 7, 2019
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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