In a string of loves.

In a string of loves.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

In a string of loves
how long is love?
Love is as long
as one can maketh
for love is structured
love is sound
and while love is strong
love can be broken
with or without
the love knot.
Love, the incendiary emotion
that engulfs us all.


© 2019 andrew mitchell


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dear Andrew... it has taken a Lifetime to begin to understand Love. God has now planted Roger and myself in a Home setting where we can "Grow" as a Person". In the Midst of upheaval in our World... we can understand the Power of Evil and how it can destroy for a Time the Principles of building a secure way of Law and Order. We value the intricacy of how delicately every person is delivered into this World as a Precision Masterpiece (albeit there are some mishaps that could be mended). There are many facets of Love as we all observe. Your Poetry is an Inspiration. Softly, Pat

Posted 1 Year Ago


andrew mitchell

1 Year Ago

Thank you so much Pat.
So love can be a short golden diamond bracket or it can be a long string of silver knots. Not all loves are the same. Some are forever and some are for teaching lessons

Posted 1 Year Ago


andrew mitchell

1 Year Ago

Thank you for your words
Poetic Beauty

1 Year Ago

You are welcome
What a great analogy wonderful poet. YYou have a talent.

Posted 6 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

6 Years Ago

You are too kind my talented friend and thank you.
Sami Khalil

6 Years Ago

Much obliobliged sir Mitchell.
sometimes that rope of love can end up hanging those involved...other times it is a lifeline...
another astute metaphor you created here.
j.

Posted 6 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

6 Years Ago

THank you Jacob for your words.

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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