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death, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, Night Owl Poetry, ocean, poems, poetry, sailors, siren, songs, Time After Time
Her calling brings longing
To souls lost at sea
Songs of the Siren
She sings them for thee
For men and their ships
Who have sailed to the deep
She callously draws them
Into eternal sleep
With songs from the bottom
Of a watery grave
They’re captured by beauty
Forever enslaved
And though they all know
These tales of the brine
Still they go searching
Time after time….
©2015 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo via Pixabay CC0
Lovely Dorinda – an endless tail – (sorry couldn’t resist!) – tale, ending Endlessly! 🙂
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Thanks Rob! And thanks for making me laugh 🙂
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Reblogged this on Thanks for Noticing Me.
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Thanks for reblogging! 🙂
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This is amazing. One of my favorites…again! So often when I would sit at the waters edge to have my night meditation I would be carried away in thought…my spirit would dive beneath the water and such peace awaited. This poem carried me back to those times! Absolutely beautiful my friend! Peace to you, ~Matthew
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Thank you so very much, Matthew! I’m so glad you were able to recall a peaceful time. Have a wonderful weekend, my friend! – – Dorinda
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You are so talented. Wondeful. And the photo again… I love it, Dorinda!
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Thank you so very much, Erika!
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