Hugh Mitchell

Rookie - 277 Points (Coventry, England)

Hugh Mitchell Poems

1. Lost And Found 2/28/2006
2. The Teacher Reflects 4/5/2006
3. Dilber 1/12/2009
4. Song Of The Istanbul Hamsi Fishermen 6/26/2006
5. Theo Van B 12/17/2014
6. Growing Old 5/30/2015
7. Frustration 2/23/2017
8. All My Days 3/8/2017
9. Poems For Kids - Wet 3/16/2018
10. Poems For Kids - Dry 3/16/2018
11. Poems For Kids - Hot 3/16/2018
12. Strong Beer Blues 2/15/2007
13. Dresden - October 2003 2/28/2012
14. Youth And Age - Painting A Statue 7/12/2012
15. Fenrir 10/18/2013
16. Taguig Pateros Hospital Emergency Room, August 2014 10/7/2014
17. An Old Breton Wedding Photo On A Grave 7/9/2018
18. Wijngaardplein, Eindhoven 7/9/2018
19. Return To Ireland's Eye 9/22/2006
20. Terezin 12/3/2014
21. Death And The Heron 10/15/2010
22. Glimpses Of Gaia 3/7/2006
23. The Wheat Shall Inherit..... 3/23/2006
24. Poems For Kids - Cold 3/16/2018
25. Snow In Istanbul 5/24/2010
26. One For Sorrow; Two For Joy 9/14/2006

Comments about Hugh Mitchell

  • Susan De Leeuw (3/23/2007 6:28:00 AM)

    Andy gave me the link. I loved them all, think they are wonderful, witty and elegant.

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Best Poem of Hugh Mitchell

One For Sorrow; Two For Joy

Good morning Mr Magpie
alone again, like me
I greet you then I bless myself
and hope that I shall see
your lady busy in the trees
up here in Jagger Green.









The wind is soft and urgent
on the pale green Yorkshire hills
rooks fuss in high bare branches
looking down on silent mills
and the magpie is a single bird
up here in Jagger Green.

I watched him as he rested
in the Mayday morning light
then hard and low and straight there came
another flash of black and white
and the sun is like a woman's kiss
up here ...

Read the full of One For Sorrow; Two For Joy

Glimpses Of Gaia

This time I nearly didn't know you, Gaia,
elegant dancer; slow smiler
the children, of course, they knew you from the start,
knew you and loved you -
there's no fooling them
their grief was boundless and eloquent
as an Irish lake beneath a wind-swept sky
saying goodbye.

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