Poem: Cupbearer

By: JD DeHart


Imagine the job, sipping the cup
Knowing there may be poison

Do you love the king
Or is this only the best you can
Find, or are you a person of faith
Ancient snake-handler of sorts
Taking up life in the libation

A solitary set of eyes travels
To wall, wondering what murmurings
Compact among the people
Conspiracy leading to demise


Is this the last time I will see
The borders of my homeland?

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  1. Reblogged this on O S scribbles… and commented:
    I’ve seen some of the best poems being published at The Literary Yard. Poetry is the best medium to express anything in a musical way. This poem spells us with carefully chosen words:

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