siren song

siren song

A Poem by Emily B
"

another muse

"

You sing siren songs

just like I do.

They mesmerize me.

Even knowing the danger

I still inch closer.

I can't help

feeling a little weak

noticing

the curve of your lips

the smile in your eyes

your sweet scent.

I almost forget to breathe

I am so intent

on the song you sing

and I wonder

if I could ever

be so lucky.

© 2009 Emily B


Author's Note

Emily B
I've been looking at a photo of a rose all week, didn't realize its influence had found its way here

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and i wonder if i could ever be this lucky.. wow , Emily this is a very good write.
it seems as if someone is playing with fire.. i like the title and the way it flows
seems as if it was effortless for you to pen this , as if it just flowed out of you .. these are my favorite lines:


I almost forget to breathe

I am so intent

on the song you sing

A beautiful poem , you are one of my favorites on this site

Chloe


Posted 15 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.




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I love this piece. I mean, it's original and beautiful. I find it amazing that you found this inspiration in a rose.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The initial review I wrote was very negative. I erased it after reading the other reviewers' comments. I feel like I missed out on something.

I think this would have been much stronger if every pair of lines hand been run together onto a single line. The poem read choppily to me.

Apart from the above I will refrain from further critique. Indisputably the imagery is good and the many beautiful phrases portrayed feeling excellently.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Enchanting..I like that you express the feel of danger that there is in being mesmorized by anything.. and that pull that it can have that surpasses all fear..

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

the Siren can take many forms... drawing in the unwary

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

it has the touch of the forbidden and yet a soft romantic feel.
very beautiful.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is such a beautiful piece. Very well written and expressive. Nicely done.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The beauty of a rose is that its petals, unlike many other flowers, seem to go on forever.
A lovely poem of love my friend.

Congratulations on the Alphabet book, I took a look at the web page where it is for sale.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Of all flowers,the rose, has the greatest effect on us.
How is this so?

Lovely poem,
Jack

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Oh Emily this was so sweet,is it really a rose ha ha,I never thought that..
To sing just like I do,and I feel mesmerized,knowing the danger still I inch closer
Feeling weak as I feel the curve of those lips,the smile in these eyes..the scent
Almost forgot how to breathe,feel so intent as you sing and wonder if I ever feel so lucky to...
this is a great write,one of your most beautiful writing
lovely write..

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Drew me in deep and held me tightly. The intense language and intriguing tone work well together. And the siren song metaphor gives is a classical 'umph!' I like it.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Emily B
Emily B

Richmond, KY



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