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Poetry Pleases: Sirenís Song

This poem by Edward Spiers tells of the longing which still fills the weary old sailor who was enticed by the siren's song.

At the mouth of the river where the ancient lands fold,
stands a weary old sailor, noble and bold,
overlooking the current as the water does race
a sirenís song years ago stripped expression from his face.

His cold hands clutch a makeshift stick
as his worn pocket watch proceeds to tick
and the same tune escapes from his cracked old lips
as from the siren, who lulled him away from his ship

and from the river mouth, he proceeds to stay
as months fly by, January to May,
for he waits again to hear the tune
from the blonde-haired siren who sealed his doom.

© E J Spiers 2009


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