Up, up, and away

Up, up, and away

A Poem by andrew mitchell

In the news today
transcendental meditation
has hit the roof.
Meditation is just
a pause or hesitation
in speech, and
the word Om
is no more
a glamorous term
for the word Um.
Anyway, um, where was I.
You were travelling
the stratosphere
on all thoughts
ascending and
are now descending.
Welcome back!
How was the trip?
It was up, up,
and away for a while
until like a deflated balloon
thoughts came crashing down.
Might try magic mushrooms
next time or contact
Flight Centre.

© 2022 andrew mitchell


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Very funny...Now where is my Om tape.. I know I have it somewhere..
Wonder how many that read your fun words will even know what an Om is??
Anyway, Um where was I ...oh yes, reviewing your words...Such fun to read this early cold morning...Traveling the Stratopshere, rather a wonderful thought...
Lisa, in Spain


Posted 3 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

3 Years Ago

Thank you so much Lisa.

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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