Ambushed!

Ambushed!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Ambushed are the thoughts
When not prepared, hit head on
With words trapped, out flanked.

© 2015 andrew mitchell


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NIce......nice imagination nd scenario....even though small, yt carries a deep meaning....

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

Thanks Mr Singh
Arjun Singh

10 Years Ago

dunno if i m Mr. yet..... im jst 16 .... lol.... Master Singh mayb... :)
brilliant brevity with unique imagery! enjoyed reading this!!

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

Thank you for your kind words Indra
Indra Neil

10 Years Ago

u r welcome!
were you in debate with Socrates?

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

lol no thanks marcus lol
Out flanked when we open our mouths too wide and speak foolishness. Valentine

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

Thank you Kathie
ah, neat senryu, Andrew... trapped words ambush the thoughts before we can outmanoeuvre them to the page...

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

Thanks FT out numbered out manoeuvred lol
yes, sometimes those words just get trapped inside...the ideas might come at the wrong time and we are not prepared to get them down on paper...so we lose them....

wonderfully true senryu...

j.

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

Thank you Jacob, yes we have had those outmanoeuvred moments of thought lol
So true and well spoken. Excellent description and delivery...:)......................

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

Thank you Sami for your kind words
Sami Khalil

10 Years Ago

You are welcome...:).........................

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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