![]() The ChallengeA Poem by Perdition![]() An arrow into the air for Halloween.![]() If from some cold, damp, weary distance you have felt my touch my name, my promise each
sweeping blow a slight of pendulum just
as you are breaking same
as I if
you can taste your final
breath with swollen tears neglected each word you pray a final promise, left frozen on your lips hold back if only one more hour I will wait till late November when the day grows dark and thin and all your sins are mine to gather As shadows mark the stone quietly
in a southern field where
the gray light swallows all my vested wounds I will come, come late November and together we will lay among the shallows two names pledged for ever more © 2018 PerditionReviews
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3 Reviews Added on October 19, 2018 Last Updated on October 22, 2018 Author![]() PerditionVAAboutIf I remain beyond the hour, I'll try and bring more, but more to the barrel of truth, as noble and silent as I can muster and for those who may not know, I chose long ago to use this name "Perdition".. more..Writing
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