Drifting thoughts in an ocean.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Haunted tides cry
salted memories in the corner of a crows nest mind an ill wind blows life’s mortality off course. The custodians of thought leave the mind In ancestral beginnings back where a dream was born to set sail for the horizon. © 2020 andrew mitchell |
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Added on September 3, 2020 Last Updated on September 3, 2020 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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