The bucket of promise was there in love's litter!

The bucket of promise was there in love's litter!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The bucket empty
reaching your well 
to capture your love;
deep and sincere,
but your rope to reach
had shortcomings tied, 
the bucket never reached.
I was left empty.

© 2017 andrew mitchell


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a very fine metaphor and clever satire on tying the knot .. how awful to be staring down at all that water holding a short roped bucket ... misery that pines away me ol' heart
E.

Posted 8 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

thank you bro
Classic use of metaphor Andrew in a lovely write.

Posted 8 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

Thank you my friend :-) :-)

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andrew mitchell

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