Best Poems Written by Adam Trull

The Call That Kills

And yet again my siren calls.
It calls and calls me further.
Further, farther it calls me nearer.
Further until the front door I hinder
to take a step in my nightly wander.
A wonder of my somber slumber.

And yet again my siren calls
an enticement for my fatal fall
into that which my siren calls.

At the door I am a footfall more.
A step on to my dream-side shore
then again more my siren soars.
My siren, she only implores
oh too deep in my follied core
to step one more on this dream-side shore.

And yet again my siren calls
a step forthwith on shore to fall
My wearied feet my siren calls

A lover neither nor my siren calls
me either or my heart so withered.
A blizzard's cord my siren sender
take from me thy heart you vendered
leave me with my wounds own rendered.
My siren calls a thought I ponder.
My siren calls so still I wander.

Copyright © Adam Trull | Year Posted 2014