Odysseus and the Siren
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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)
Copyright © Lady Labyrinth | Year Posted 2018
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