Siren Whispers

Siren Song




A pheromone so powerful

distance is no obstacle.

It invades his imagination

and his senses.

He can smell her when she’s not there.

Her taste is a constant in his mouth.

She has become a perfumed tempest,

her light touch

creating chaos in his soul

luring him back

into her arms.


*Not new but I like the idea of the senses being tantalised with the scent, taste and feel

of someone you’ve never physically met.


Artwork by Andrew Atroshenko


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.

8 thoughts on “Pheromone

  1. I like that idea, too. Love this!

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  2. What a great opening. There are women like this.


  3. So lovely Christine! I miss your poetry!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Tell everyone I said hello and miss them. Hugs!!!

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