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The Siren Song

The Siren often sings to me
A mournful gypsy sound
Her beauty is a melody
Of riches that abound

She sings of love and lucidly
Her language is a thrill
To make our modest misery
A mansion on a hill

The colors of a tree comply
Before the Fall is fled
To justify the reason why
The leaves are turning red

Oh Siren, daughter of the sea
Thy song, a lover’s kiss
Thy slaughter is the ecstasy 
Of every sad remiss

So many men are dreaming still
The fortune of their lies
They cannot fill the raging will
That feeds on their demise

Oh Siren, stir, the magic cure
That means your love is free
And please be sure, that your allure
Is peaceful after me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2023




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Date: 6/27/2023 9:12:00 AM
For fear, Bryan, of repeating myself, I'm forever scratching my head as to why your brilliant rhyming, pacing, cadence (call it what you will) does not garner lots more views and comments. Poetry Soup has me forever questioning what makes good poetry on here. Well, in my book, this poem does for starters. Keep writing them and I'll keep reading them.. Cheers - Gary
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Date: 6/19/2023 11:10:00 AM
Great rhythm and rhyme, Bryan! I enjoyed your poem! Blessings, Kim M
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Bryan Norton
Date: 6/20/2023 7:27:00 AM
Thank you for your comment, Kim My first one, and my only My comment page was looking grim My talent, Kim, was lonely. THANK YOU, BRYAN

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