Siren Whispers

Siren Song


A simple beauty

The trees are so tall,

Their sway in this early morning

Is perfectly sublime

They ensnare the sunlight

And I watch, captivated

Each leaf seems to be lit from within

As though they devoured the sunrise

Before it moved from view

The color of the leaves is vivid with summer

A simple beauty

Taken for granted when we don’t stop

And look around us

I sit here, listening to the lush sounds of birdsong,

And watch the joyous abandon of the trees

As they dance

Telling me a story

I am enraptured


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The storm


The storm is upon me.

I watch the trees swaying in the August wind,

thunder cracking like a mighty fist

upon a table.

Lightning flashing in the distance, 

illuminating the evening.

Twilight settling the sky

from day to night.

I watch from my garden door

as the rain comes in swiftly.

The droplets littering the glass,

like a thousand miniature eyes,

watching me

as I watch the storm,



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A Slow Build


The slow build

As he teases her


And as he does so

Becomes enraptured himself

The moment of no return

The subtle hints it’s time

The flush

The breathing

And then

The nudge over the top

As their passion is unleashed

Raw and carnal

A storm

Of epic proportions

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