My Love is Dead

Delicate Love
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My love is dead!

My cries depleted
by the gentle down, encased.
Clipped wings of once beauteous creatures
with my honest tears are traced.

My love is dead.

I lie defeated.
I pull the cloth around my face
and with tender darkness greeted,
softly, slowly

leave this place.


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Lucas Howard

When I was seven I started copying poems out of a book and telling people they were mine. When I ran out of good ones to copy, I had to start writing my own. I have been performing and organising nights on the UK spoken word scene now for over seven years and am most of the way through writing the first draft of my first novel 'Zedlist', which is serialised on here. As the story is in fetal form, any critiques or suggestions are most welcome.

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