Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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Unturned stones

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‘This window needs cleaning,’ I think to myself.

Silent Saturday morning unfolds
before me.
Autumn makes her presence known,
a haphazard scatter, gold
leaves upon verdant lawn …

 


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Debriefing

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She finds herself back
in the game,
equal parts novice
and Mata Hari;
dating, a chess match …

 


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Somewhere in between

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Is it naught but
a foolish notion
seeking to conjure you
out of the mist of memory
and longing, bruised and bittersweet…

 


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Persistence of Ivy

Isn’t it romantic –
the way it climbs and curls
uncaring whether welcomed,
undeterred by the inhospitable
brick and mortar of our lives.
It enchants us,
vivid, lush with promise;
curves holding light and shadow .
..


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Little Sparrow

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The thought
perches upon my shoulder,
like a sparrow,
quietly undemanding,
yet claiming my attention.

It’s softness and patience
unmoors me,
as time races
past the point I felt certain I’d reach,
the person I’d become …


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A breath, taken

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Let me
breathe
this once
without thinking, no tears
falling from scrunched up eyes
or lips salty with memory and regret,
the waves having crested …


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Unspooled Images

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Un coeur un hiver

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We leave our hearts in the snow,
no last goodbyes left
to melt the ice clinging to the edges.
I wonder if is it possible to lose it all —
heart, mind, soul,
in a single breath —
the one you took with that kiss 

 


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Eodem

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We breathe in waves,
inhale
exhale;
the ebb and flow
of all we say,
fluid as water.
But what lies hidden
in unspoken thoughts —

 


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Reverie

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Morning glimpsed
behind a curtain
shaft of light
dancing
upon a headboard
dust motes
alighting
a stillness disturbed
fingers slowly
moving over warm skin
mine for yours
awakening
to thoughts, desire
curling around me
and 
within, a band
tightening
every revolution
intensifying
every stroke
a lover’s wish
shattering restraint in a rush of sound
a bitten lip
the lingering mark
of your possession

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