David Mitchell

Rookie - 205 Points (20/12/1988 / Colchester)

David Mitchell Poems

1. I Cannot, For It Is Sealed 11/6/2005
2. Excess 11/6/2005
3. Silence 11/5/2005
4. Le Temps 3/18/2006
5. In Defensione Sui 11/8/2005
6. Existence 10/31/2005
7. Recurrent Seasons 10/31/2005
8. Inspired By Sunrise 10/31/2005
9. On Being 10/31/2005
10. The Inexorable Flow Of Time 10/31/2005
11. To The Greatest Poet We Have Ever Known 11/3/2005
12. I Did Not Choose To Be Alive 11/4/2005
13. The Greenery Wafts To Celestial Skies 10/31/2005
14. Cold 11/4/2005
15. The Seasons Of The Year 11/22/2005
16. Nonsense Based On The Colour Yellow 12/2/2005
17. Fear 12/3/2005
18. And We Beheld His Glory 12/25/2005
19. A Short Waste Of Time 12/28/2005
20. Snow 12/30/2005
21. Food For Thought 1/3/2006
22. Les Paroles D'Un Mort 1/7/2006
23. May 5/30/2006
24. Written During A Downpour 5/30/2006
25. To The Muse Of Poetry 7/17/2006
26. Meteorology 7/17/2006
27. The Room 7/17/2006
28. Illness 7/17/2006
29. Inspiration 7/17/2006
30. To The Reader 7/17/2006
31. April 7/17/2006
32. The Poet, Walking Over Hill 5/4/2006
33. It Is The Poet's Duty 5/4/2006
34. Sheep 5/4/2006
35. Intended To Be Today's Last 7/17/2006
36. Perspective 7/17/2006
37. The Deserted Village 7/4/2007
38. The Lusty Month Of May 7/4/2007
39. The Insomniac 7/4/2007
40. The Lord Of The Terrible Land 7/4/2007

Comments about David Mitchell

  • Amanda Lukas (12/11/2005 3:18:00 PM)

    Extraordinarily heartfelt and original. Uses great detail and description. Extremely creative and well rounded. Even has quite an interesting bio! All-in-all, great reading! Best wishes in your future writing!

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  • Peter A. Crowther (11/2/2005 11:37:00 AM)

    Nice set of well-written highly original poems. Congratulations.

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Best Poem of David Mitchell

Death And Life

If what follows this life
Is a heaven without suffering,
Where the recollection of past suffering
Does not induce present suffering;
Where there is nothing of evil;
Where we are reconciled, at last,
One to another and to our Creator,
And where all is good and perfect;
Surely such a life
(If it may be so called)
Is better than this.

If what follows this life
Is an oblivion without mind,
Where there is neither suffering
Nor recollection of past suffering
To induce present suffering;
Where all that we ever knew
Is forgotten, ...

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Excess

I eat too much
I write too much
I think too much

(Sunday,6th November,2005.)