The Untold Story
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The Silver Asp

 

Michael Fantina

 

 

 

That silver broach found buried in Battan,
Her thigh-length silken dress, its silver clasp
She wears upon one shoulder with elan.

It seems that from that magic clasp began
That sylph-like girl, herself so like an asp...
That silver broach found buried in Battan.

That clasp itself a snake from Isfahan,
A silver snake filed with a jeweler’s rasp
She wears upon one shoulder with elan.

She sits on woven chairs of white rattan,
Those luscious lethal legs might some enclasp...
That silver broach found buried in Battan.

The perfect snare for any tempted man
She opens up that hammered silver hasp
She wears upon one shoulder with elan.

No human girl but from a temptress clan
And now I see her red-nailed fingers grasp
That silver broach found buried in Battan,
She wears upon one shoulder with elan.

 

 

 


Author Bio

Michael Fantina has had a great deal of poetry published over the past twenty years, in Canada, the U. S. and in the United Kingdom. Most recently his work has appeared in "The Lyric", "The New Formalist" and the last several issues of "Candelabrum Poetry Magazine" in the UK.

Read other poems by Michael
Fairy Swing
Centaurs
Beyond the Great Salt Sea
Black Pearls
Gigantic Opals

 

 


 

 

"The Silver Asp" Copyright © 2003 Michael Fantina. All rights reserved.
Published by permission of the author.

 

This page last updated 07-30-03.

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