Siren Whispers

Siren Song


Magpie Nursery Rhyme


One for sorrow,

Two for joy,

Three for a girl,

Four for a boy,

Five for silver,

Six for gold,

Seven for a secret,

Never to be told,

Eight for a wish,

Nine for a kiss,

Ten for a bird,

You must not miss.

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*Whenever I am in Ireland a day does not go by that I do not see these birds. Once I see one I always hope for a second as this rhyme goes through my head…


Find Me


Write a song

And find me in every line

Play a chord

And find me in the response

To your fingers

Moving along the strings

Sing a melody

And hear my voice

Along with yours

Sure and strong

Photo by Alex Storm Hague


Shooting Star


Like the sudden blink of light

From a firefly in the night sky

Or a shooting star

We hurry to make a wish on

The memories we make together

Happen suddenly

Are intense

Are fleeting

But they are never to be forgotten

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Autumnal Reflections



Autumn is here

It begins with brilliant-hued leaves

The smell of wood smoke

And cooler, crisper days leaving a chill in the air.

The early Autumn sun

Creates a shimmering green and gold sea

On Midwestern fields.

The golden sentinel of trees

That line the winding road

Of my path home,

The trees painted in every hue of red and gold,

Become an archway

With a multitude of autumnal colors

Dappled with sunlight

And aching for their beauty to be noticed

And embraced.

Winter is nipping

At Autumn’s heels

The fiery leaves that

Proclaimed the season

Now sadly litter the ground

As so much confetti after a New Year’s bash.

They skitter along the grass and pavement

A frenzied last dance

Before winter’s frost

Puts an end to the festivities.

Photos by sirensong1208

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Love Is…


Love is like a raging storm

Love is like the silence you find in the early hours of the morning

Love can hit you like a bolt of lightning

Or creep up on you

Like a thief in the night

Love can be passionate

And it can be quiet and unassuming

Love can consume

And it can calm

Love cannot be called

Just one thing

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Cliffs of Moher

Cliffs of Moher

The siren waits

Long, dark hair whipping in the wind

Her song echoing

Amongst the Cliffs

Calling her lover

Back to her

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