The lonely parts club.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Andrew’s Sunday scribbles .

Of rivers blue
the blood flowed red
into an ocean of hearts,
waiting, broken,
pumping, healing,
the lonely parts club.

© 2019 andrew mitchell

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jacob erin-cilberto

yes, blood flows red, the heart is red...and yet we think of sadness as blue...
what if the sky was red...that would be weird...and if we were sad we were feeling red.
j.

Posted 6 Years Ago

6 Years Ago

Thank you for your words J.

Robert Trakofler

Hey is this Andrew? Have I stepped into a different dimension! Holy smokes I like it...nice, nice, nice, especially the healing part:) Keep scribbling good soul

Posted 6 Years Ago

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6 Years Ago

or is it flower... could be flour

6 Years Ago

For me it’s I must post fewer? Lol

6 Years Ago

LOL:) Have a wonder filled day my friend!!!!

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Added on June 9, 2019
Last Updated on June 9, 2019

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andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia

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Strindberg 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..