Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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Dreams

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Dreams are an escape.

They provide us a way to cope with a monotone life.

One we are indentured to.

One we have been imprisoned within

by ourselves, or by others.

But dreams are also a journey

a fantastical, adventurous trip.

A path to nowhere,

and everywhere.

We never know whether the line will be straight and true

toward the fulfilment of that dream

or if the way will be mired in confusion, loss, fear, anger, 

those times when the dream is lost.

I adore the dream.

The dream is a lifeboat

for when the seas are rough and we need something to cling to.

The dream

is the burning light upon the horizon

the glorious sunrise we awaken to each day

the focus that keeps our feet upon the path

that keeps our hearts strong.

The dream

is our gift

to ourselves.

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Artwork taken from Tumblr


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Key

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Looks could be deceiving

But he always had her measure

Approaching each lock with care

Sensing

But not knowing

The result

As he fit the key within

Carefully

Purposefully

Each click of permission

As lock accepted key

A silent sigh of relief within him

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Photograph taken from Tumblr


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Awake

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It began like Spring,

this stirring within.

Tentative touches forward,

Winter’s chill began to diminish.

She felt the heat of the sun

upon her skin,

once again

kissing her awake.

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Photograph taken from Tumblr

 

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Captured waves

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Captured waves of thought

Becoming poetry upon the page

Words that delve into the deep

Of heart, mind, and soul

Rising and catching

With every wave

Passions that ebb and flow

With verse

Pulling the reader in

Stilling their breath

Leaving them in a rush

Of feeling

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Photograph taken from Pinterest


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A breath of ashes

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It is a fire that rages

with violence

Burning with a vivid emotion

undeclared

unnamed

unembraced

that engulfs us

We become the Phoenix

rising from within

A breath of ashes

becoming the oxygen

we need to survive

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Artwork by eiladh at Deviant Art; “Shade”

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The call of the deep

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She has the ocean within her.

The call of the deep

stirring her senses,

urging her

to boldness.

Like the wild surf

surging

through her veins,

to risk

to chance

to live

to love.

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Photography by kaleakte on Flickr


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Museum of my heart

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The museum of my heart is full of rooms

that describe me

but do not define me.

Walls painted with joy and pain.

Hung with the memories

of family and friends and lovers.

Floors set with mistakes and successes

Ceilings lit with laughter and love.

This museum of my heart is not a place of glass cases,

where you look but do not touch.

It is a place of discovery,

where every corner is interactive

and rooms are added

continuously.

A growing archive

to how deeply I live

and to how profoundly I love.

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Photograph taken from Tumblr