andrew mitchell : Writing

The ambush.

The ambush.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The ambush.Capturing her heartthe plan;ambush,surpriseshe falteredunpreparedunsteadyswept off her feetlost in loveshe surrendereduntil she regainedher..
The tables had turned. take 2

The tables had turned. take 2

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The tables had turned. take 2How was he to knowthe tables had been turned,the place settingswere all the sameapart from a knife missing.Still he felt ..
In the twinkle of her eye.

In the twinkle of her eye.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


In the twinkle of her eye.In the twinkleof her eyehe was sent spirallingout of the blue,into her black.entangled,not able tofree himselfemotionally;pi..
The tables had turned.

The tables had turned.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


The tables had turned.How was heto knowthe tables had turnedthe place settingswere still the same.
When people don't connect.

When people don't connect.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


When people don't connect.The hello saidquickly transcendedinto silencemomentarily,acknowledged,followed by goodbye.Afterthought.Who was that?
Hang on!

Hang on!

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Hang on!"There was no time like tomorrow." said the Procrastinator.
How far?

How far?

A Poem by andrew mitchell


How far?of long roads travelled,stored in memoriesthere was no distanceto speak of......on reflection.
If only she stuck around.

If only she stuck around.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


If only she stuck around.She could notmeasure the volume,his love,poured onto her.Something about the vial.Hence on leavinga lovethat could not be mea..
Moment captured.

Moment captured.

A Poem by andrew mitchell


Moment captured.Of the lovecapturedon kodachrome,the stillsremembered the love.