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"Odysseus and The Siren"



There he is 
like Odysseus 
bound to the mast of his ship
cursive words dispatched 
through aether to 
the somnolent nodding
in their stock 
he avoids full brace
the Siren’s enchantment
a song that sings 
his internal compass
towards her 
she commands and swiftly ignites
the St Elmo's Fire burning in his mind 
she is a mused and flattered bee
she is the electric storm 
come to defibrillate his heart 
washed up like a shipwreck 
spent with all his split treasure boxes
on her Sirenum Scopuli jagged oyster rocks
wet and lush wise pearls that glisten 
no ocean dwelling sprite this lark
with tale to swim in the 
murky pea-green soup
with pterodactyls and
sabre-toothed sharks ;)
white-washed with lye 
who in her loonish wake 
he does divine delight
She, possessing wings that fly
no silver scales that sting -
her She songs lure 
crazed men out 
of their dark
to shine in  
Lux the Light
emollient their flinty core 
and like a graceful 
lark midnight-winged 
in full-feathered fast flight
she soars
her songs trilling 
enraptured minds
imparts cold hearts to ride 
with Goddesses on Gryphons
she conjures spells and lyrics
on a soft silent breeze
where mutes with a thousand eyes do listen -
'tis not her songs that men should fear
'tis in her black Silence 
rips and tears 
The Veil
for when her magic songs do cease
your sad loss is the moment 
you are truly captured
with no release

Tenacious she will beckon you 
until without resistance you
yielding to her heart 
dive into her mind of 
Deep Deep
then to blinding bright 
Azure

Some say beware the Sirens
they are death to men 
who love impart
and risk all 
dusky musky sin
Ah lark that sings 

Put away your periscope
this Siren bird resounds
the heat that comes with passion
words of waking liberation
that do not drug
but unravel all your 
tight chaste ropes
to dream of better things
lust and longing -
have faith, one can but hope
to find the place 
outside of all that fear 
that steered the
Greek and Roman Poets -
to risk the circumnavigate 
invisible portal 
The 1 True Gate
the beating heart
'neath shelter
of her feathery wings
to find her talons holding 
tight to all her muses,
mere mortals, 
turn to magical beings
safe in Anthemoessa 
to dream with the Gods 
of LOVE 
and FREEDOM 


(LadyLabyrinth/2018)
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