Drifting thoughts in an ocean.

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
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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