Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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Dark and silent seas

Night falls

and with it the cloak I’ve kept

upon my thoughts, how tightly

I’ve bound them to me

until now

they stretch before me

dark and silent seas

I allow myself to sink

beneath the surface

stillness unbroken by movement

deliberate peace

meditation on thoughts

quieted in daylight

fluency of night giving consequence

to my voice

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Irresolute

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I will not speak to you through my words.

though you will find my answer there.

I will give you my voice

untutored

and irresolute

replete with the cracks and inflection of emotion

as I battle myself

and allow a dismantling of this mighty fortress I’ve erected.

Each stone removed

giving way to vigorous expression of thought

becoming certain

urged on by the slight presence of fingers

at the small of my back.

No guide

simply assurance.

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Sea Fever by John Masefield

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In anticipation of my imminent holiday, a sea themed poem by John Masefield

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I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,

And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,

And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,

And a grey mist on the sea’s face and a grey dawn breaking.

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I must go gown to the seas again, for the call of the running tide

Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;

And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,

And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

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I must go down to the seas again to the vagrant gypsy life,

To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;

And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,

And a quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.

(John Masefield, 1878-1967)

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Words by John Masefield

Voice by SirenSong1208


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An accounting

It was

an indistinct voice

but

for not having listened harder

for not having understood

before

her desires

now savage her

boldly

an accounting

come due.

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