The Oath and The Bard

The Oath and The Bard

A Poem by Perdition

I have built 'neath these hands a table round, polished with footprints and handled doors. Here I have gathered round laughter and open exchange, dining till drunk in self causation…by far the greatest meal I have ever known.

© 2018 Perdition



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Added on January 1, 2018
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Perdition
Perdition

Sometimes, VA



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Writing is a way for me to transcend the edges around the edges of transcendence; if you catch my drift. Thank you for your wonderful reviews and please forgive me if I sometimes fail to do the same... more..

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