Wednesday, June 13, 2012

New Poetry by Mark J. Mitchell


Fishing in a knife drawer
A finger slips.

The thin line, invisible
At first, broadens

To a red seam and spreads
Down the palm

Completely obliterating
Your life line.

- Mark J. Mitchell 2012


The page
Did not ask
For these words
To be dropped
Between blue lines
Like seeds on snow.

And it didn’t
Invite blackbirds
To pluck them off,
One by one, just
Before you closed
The red cover.

It just
Happened that way.

- Mark J. Mitchell 2012

Mark is a Californian poet based in San Francisco.

1 comment:

Stuart Barnes said...

mark, 'kitchen lesson' = brilliant