The Tongue Of The Serpent Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The Tongue Of The Serpent



The tongue of
The serpent
Sung
Silvery in the
Moon lit glooms
For it was dark and
Sad.

Beauty hobbled
Yet
Always on
Its feet.

Romantic even in
The sadism of a
Winter-storm
The night lamps trembled
Bravely
Bravely on.

Saturday, November 8, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: snake
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