a needle in a haystack we look

a needle in a haystack we look

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Through the hay
We sieve, we look 
That needle, a love.
That eludes us
In a world so big
A needle, a haystack
One love.
In hay
We sieve
We search
For love.
That will find us
In the end:
Found is that love.
Then, maketh the hay
While the sun shines
Full circle, that love.

© 2015 andrew mitchell


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love the hay metaphor... in the word's hay we look for and sometimes find the one love and it is, indeed, a needle in that stack of human population... then we make use of the hay to sustain our love... nicely tied together, my friend...

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

As always thank youFT
That is a cute one...make hay while the sun shines. Love is great when it is found. Valentine

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

Thank you Kathie
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I really liked the sieving of the hay metaphor. We all try to find something that is perfect for us..

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

Thanks Skittles. We all strive for the better:)
This is beautifully presented I love this piece ur best as of yet :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

Thank you Micky
A 'circular saw' of a poem Andrew. As you cavort amongst the bales seeing lust for love lol.
Seriously crisp write that gets the grey cells moving!

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

lol Thanks john

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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