Love Letter to Death

Love Letter to Death

A Poem by Lucia Morgan

Unsuccessful black bird, 
You are a dead man's coat, 
Black coal in a fire's hearth, 
Marking time with your residue.

You are all men's fear and regret, 
Their heads on the wooden posts in your backyard, 
Staring respectfully, 
Black stones that cut their feet, 
Infectiously. 

Dance, blackbird, dance! 
Cause' I enjoy watching
Your skinny little black wings flapping. 

Envelope me with your crying song.
Dead hair, 
Strangle me. 

Your cry may chain my soul to the wall,
Your echo whips, 
But whose lips are sealed with secrets, 
And hidden doorways. 

© 2014 Lucia Morgan


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I wasn't expecting that..the title threw me..well written though

Posted 8 Years Ago


"Your cry may chain my soul"..
This is so descriptive..I could just see them dancing their dance invoking the mysteries of death.. excellent..x

Posted 8 Years Ago



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Added on August 31, 2011
Last Updated on February 7, 2014
Tags: death, bird, black, gothic, descriptive, dying, blackbird, crow

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Lucia Morgan
Lucia Morgan

Tempe, AZ



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