What are you doing hanging around.

What are you doing hanging around.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The thought
that followed
the lines
was a thought
that read,
which in turn
became a thought
that wouldn’t
let go
way after bed,
only to turn
it’s own
lights out.

© 2021 andrew mitchell


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ahahaha ..i love it sir! so relatable when one is stuck in that well enclosed circle ... over and over and over ... you know ... i just thought :) perhaps is we counted each revolution as a sheep .. we might just fall asleep ... just a thought ... the bit of rhyme is perfect in my opinion .. a bit of a surprise to me and this has a very smooth flow to it .. love and peace brother!
E.
ps. I slept most of the afternoon away and just had a cup 'a ... its almost 7:30 ... i expect I'll be up a few more hours .. hopefully the 'round and 'round will not make an appearance

Posted 4 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

4 Years Ago

Lol thanks for the smile Gene and the holler of laughter, it’s nice to know how we all go through .. read more
Einstein Noodle

4 Years Ago

unfortunately for me I do the same in waking .. those snippets of song that go round and round and r.. read more
andrew mitchell

4 Years Ago

Yes that too lol
My mind has a bad habit of caging thoughts that then go round & round! (((HUGS)))

Posted 4 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

4 Years Ago

Thank you Margie.
And when that happens, sleep becomes a dream in its own right lol I do like your talent at inviting the reader right into your poetry :)

Posted 4 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

4 Years Ago

You are so kind Ruth, thank you cos I have a talent to turn readers away too lol.

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andrew mitchell
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..