maybe

I stopped singing siren songs

some time ago.

My voice faltered.

My heart skipped

notes

til I forgot all the words.



No more songs.

When I am one again,

I will speak the words

sweet and slow.

And maybe

write the gracious invitation

on an elegant card

with all my best letters.

 

Reviews

[paul]

wow. Emily, wow. the first part is brilliant. flows like women to a playboy. or flows like the wind, if you prefer. this poem leaves me speechless. my words a pitiful attempt. to review. like trying to describe a sunset. Lets see: ok , i love the title: i m maybe man myself. but no more can i review. i m left stunned and speechless by this beautiful poem

[p.kuhl]

i've noticed that you like the "s" sound. what does that mean?

this poem is elegant and an interesting take on the idea of re-invention, or new beginnings.

[bob, small b. aka invs]

i don't know. would engraved invitations have the same effect? i love the story of the sirens. i never considered what would happen if a siren lost her voice or forgot her song. i guess it would save a lot of sailors from a nasty fate, but how sad for the siren. i hope the invitations work for her sake.

[Poetic Beauty]

The flow of this poem is very fluidly penned and the topic of this poem is sad yet at the end a little uplifting for the next to last stanza says "says for when I am one again" It is hopeful but the sadness is still there and that makes a large part of the beauty of this piece.

[Alicante lullaby]

its great to see you got your songs back...and how they draw us nearer,

[alan peter kelly]

"all my best caligraphy"? just a suggestion....

i stopped singing

siren songs

some time ago


is another suggestion for my own sense of perception rather than in expectation that you may change what is already a lovely write...i understand that the word "lovely" is as articulate as the word "nice" but really...in this case...lovely is the first word that came into my mind

[Ima]

aaahhh!!
what can i say ... it is a brilliant writing!!
keep up the good work

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. moved to tears ... what good is it to try so hard when no one's listening ... and when they are ... even your silence shall sing ... they're so oblivious ... and we're so sensitive ... an exquisite, gem of a verse (poem) ... consuming and overwhelming ... and i know what this is about ... i'll email you my take ... shine on you crazy poetess ... you always inspire ...

[Creepy Swine Guy]

Sirens ... didn't they lure sailors to their ultimate doom anyway. The world needs more non-sirens ... in this old man's opinions. All too often the siren and the nyph are confused with one another.