Chalice is an entry from a collection of poetry I produced called "Smoke and the Withered Ground" Art is done by Nate Hillyer of Wyrdica
Chalice:
Pounds of flesh, oaken grain
Fill the chalice and live again
Cleansed of life hope again
Man of war is to be slain
In the path of life we reap and sow
Watch the sun live and die filled with woe
The light of eyes that once were mine
And beneath the earth is where your lain
Pounds of flesh in oaken grain
Fill the chalice and live again
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Ryan Welch
I wander through the fog that is my life. Writer of poems, music and stories, for those feeling misunderstood. Welcome
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