The Siren

In silence

She stole his soul

In love

He gave his heart

What took him from his course

What gentle zephyr force

What brought him to the isle

What beauty did beguile

In silence

She sought his mind

In sorrow

He felt her tears

What held him to his aim

What subtle noble flame

What kept him on his deck

What held his lust in check

In silence

She tempted him

In love

He knew her power

What steadfast gaze

What horizon's haze

What heartstring's tug

What waxen plug

In silence

He escaped her need

In sorrow

He travelled on



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Chris Armstrong

Fri 14th Dec 2018 15:26

Thanks Jennifer. Ulysses, yes - but Franz Kafka version: Das Schweigen der Sirenen (The Silence of the Sirens): " is conceivable that someone might possibly have escaped from their singing; but from their silence certainly never"

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jennifer Malden

Thu 13th Dec 2018 16:12

Beautiful poem. Ulysses? Better lend some of yours to Beno who wants romantic poems for the girls in the office! His are great, but yours are much more romantic.


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