How’s the flow in your pool or puddle

How’s the flow in your pool or puddle

A Poem by andrew mitchell

A fertile mind
gathers no moss
where knowledge
is obtained
while a stagnant
mind drowns in
it’s own emptiness
where the flow
has all but gone.

© 2021 andrew mitchell


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register



Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe
Flag Flag Writing


Stats

33 Views
Added on November 3, 2021
Last Updated on November 3, 2021

Author

andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



About
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..