Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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Saturday Storms

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It’s raining, a drink of water after parched days. The ground was littered with odd drops, scattered randomly, before the thunder came and the heavens opened.

The rain always stops me in my tracks. I wait. I watch. I wonder. And my heart aches with some unfathomable feeling that soaks me to my core with a haunting want 


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Denouement

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The ivories he tickles
are behind her eyes
accidentals touched
strings struck
 …


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Sentimental stirrings

Waylaid by sentimental stirrings,
unintentional memories
found folded in my pocket.

The faint scent of those yesterdays
clinging to the paper


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Like Air, I’ll Rise

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Like air, I’ll rise
you cannot see me
yet I’m felt
like the wind that whispers your name
or touches you
unexpectedly
a cool caress upon your cheek …

 


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Lightbringer

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What prayers are given
within this holy silence — 
How does the wish to be anointed
with the saving grace
of touch
manifest itself  …

 


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Inhabited

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He finds she lingers
like woodsmoke on a winter’s night.
A scent at once
pleasing
pungent
with memories he pulls close;
remembrance sinking its claws in
deep …

 


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Blackbird Night

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Shall I lose myself in this
blackbird night, lush with silence
and dark thoughts that take root
to bloom in midnight’s garden?

Solitude and reflection,
is a mirror laid upon my cheek
and a sense of belonging is magnified …

 


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Inscrutable

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Have you ever lost yourself in velvet dreams?

Those that blanket the small
hours of the night, cocooned
in everything the mind shutters
while awake.
Dreams
inscrutable in the light of day,
message unread,
a fragment of memory
we ache
to retain …

 


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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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