Antonia Nasi


The Old Steel Mill - Poem by Antonia Nasi

Amid the vineyard
As dusk descends

Upon her perch
Her wings ascend

Her wedding gown
A crisp, cool white

Still flows among
These grapes at night

‘Twas long ago
This very place
The bells they chimed
The linens laced

Awaiting in the bridal room
He stood between her fate and doom

With stealth and skill
He’d planned his kill
Then dumped her in…the Old Steel Mill

Topic(s) of this poem: dark


Comments about The Old Steel Mill by Antonia Nasi

  • Michael Cook (3/20/2015 7:28:00 AM)


    Dark, tragic and the picture painted well in so few words, nice work (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 20, 2015



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