Siren Whispers

Siren Song

On The Cresting Sea


Such a beautiful melancholy in these words…

Annie's Poetry

On The Cresting Sea

 The lapping of water at her feet

The broken image of the moon on the water

The blossoms in ruins, her dreams remain unspoken

Through long, still nights

There is a lonely longing she cannot name

All is lost and covenant broken

The things of love and beauty all but memories

She is wistfulness and she is melancholy

Another night approaches on swift silent wing

And she is just drifting on the cresting sea

Hovering on a whisper, riding on lengthening shadows

And once again, nothing has changed

She reaches out for him and touches loneliness

In the darkness and in the languishing years

There is nothing

But the silence of a falling tear

© Ann Bagnall and, 2014.


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Author: sirensong1208

I created this blog as a way to express myself using my poetry and photography. It is a reflection of who I am and of the things that interest me. I have many muses…perhaps the greatest one being my love of the sea, how I gravitate to anything relating to water, how I feel a pull toward it deep in my bones. At times I will be revisiting content that I have shared on Twitter which has, until now, been the forum I have expressed myself in. That said, the content will change over time as the blog grows and develops. It is my hope that the reader will enjoy the journey.

2 thoughts on “On The Cresting Sea

  1. Sad. She has become one with the flotsam of the sea

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