The Abandonment

Love is made of such small things,
Little gestures, lightest touches;
All the promise that It brings
We will long cling to, as much as

We can, when It’s left and gone.
Staying there to view Its traces;
Brooding forthwith and anon
Over long abandoned places

That it touched in yesterdays.
When things were as we intended —
Wond’ring, as we stop to gaze
Why love’s cast aside

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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