Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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Empty

There is silence,

so much silence.

Arms are empty,

as darkness settles upon us.

Days.

Nights.

Opaque.

There is no clarity,

only confusion and a deep sense

of grief.

The dreams I had have died,

long ago perhaps,

but I did not wish to believe it.

But now,

in the wake of things we still cannot comprehend,

there is pain

more loss

and a sense of two

who should be holding each other up

through the crashing waves

but who are adrift on this unknown sea

separately navigating each stormy swell

desperately seeking landfall

and an embrace that tells us

we are home.

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Art by Victor Bauer


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Clouds gathered

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The end of summer

Came before summer’s end

As clouds gathered

Beneath his brow

A tempest formed within

The sun sought refuge

With the moon

Hiding its face

Its warmth

The shadow it left

Lengthening across the miles

The deep blue sea

Becoming belligerent

Turning on her

Without mercy

Its waves

Relentlessly

Washing over her

Heedless of its own

Mindless brutality

Drowning her voice

Relegating her

To its cold, dark depths

Where silence

Is all that she hears

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Photograph taken from Pinterest


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Abandoned rooms

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Once

laughter echoed within the walls

of these abandoned rooms.

Sunrise painted days 

bloomed

but fell to violet dusk

as shades were drawn

doors were closed

and silence 

became the only sound

heard.

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Photograph by Marc Levy


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Dusk

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Dusk

in all its dark hued glory.

The violet hour

when silence speaks to my soul.

I can breathe in the night flowers

absorb the stillness

and know a peace

that only comes

with being alone

with the moon.

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©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from Pinterest


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Time

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Time

Sometimes we think we have all the time in the world

To let someone know how we feel

To fulfill a promise

To achieve a goal

Sometimes we think that waiting for the right time

Waiting until we are sure about something

Is the right course of action

Never realizing how

Our hesitation

Our silence

Affects others

Time is not just the span of days, months, years

But can be counted in minutes, hours…moments

Moments when we can make all the difference

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The Landscape of His Dreams

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She visits him

Within the landscape 

Of his dreams

The silence and darkness

The perfect conduit

For edging out reality

Until

She disappears at sunrise

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