by Adam C Mitchell | Nov 11, 2018 | Poetry
We Remember. We remember them now gone. Those lives of our farther, sons, mothers, daughters. Sacrifices given in blood, upon a foreign place and murky field. Many have left upon great ships. Returned but a few to tread the streets of dear Blighty once more. Of home....
by Adam C Mitchell | Jun 21, 2017 | Poetry
I write in blood and bleed in ink, my thoughts I feel and my feelings I think. I paint in tears and cry in colors, I lock up angels and release my monsters. I sing with silence and say nothing in screams, yet I dream my ending and end my dreams. I fear my smile and...
