Siren

A Poem By Laura Elizabeth // 5/22/2014

SIREN

Rises from the ocean
Wet hair shining, black;
Skin pale, white;
Calling, beckoning,
"Come, come hither."

Stop the ears, close the eyes,
Deaden the heart
To her fatal song.
Set the sail; away, away.
Do not pass her by.

Comments

Ooh. This was really vivid

Ooh. This was really vivid and reminded me of old myths. I love the feel this had.

Madeline | Thu, 05/22/2014

everything was better when/you would call and I'd be like/yeah babe, no way

Love it!

Your wording is splendid! A very enjoyable poem indeed, masterfully vivid!

Kassady | Sat, 05/24/2014

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
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Write On!

:)

Ooh, mermaids! This caught me from the start. I like the theme behind it too.

Maddi | Mon, 05/26/2014

Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh

...

This was striking. Sort of minimalistic, and yet it threw an entire scene together in my mind, which is awesome. Good job!

Mary | Tue, 05/27/2014

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Brother: Your character should drive a motorcycle.
Me: He can't. He's in the wilderness.
Brother: Then make it a four-wheel-drive motorcycle!

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