Sirens Song

Sirens Song

A Poem by Lorriman
"

The Sirens song beckons; places a cupped palm holding thin air, where a shapely breast should be...

"

Eyes sparkle straight outwards
caught beneath the whispers
her entwines entice
This bearded oddity

The Sirens song beckons;
places a cupped palm holding thin air
where a shapely breast should be

Her smooth skin
wraps the loins of imagination
trembling tempting fingers
searching in the darkness

Arms outstretched
the smells of summer breeze
wafts its enchantment
and for a moment I belong
more than most
as I can remember

Sometimes we meet others we can easily forget
just another sunny spell as a prelude to rain.
The umbrella I own has holes anyway
lest it would be kinder on me now
if perhaps I had stumbled on a dry patch in waiting

For a moments temptation
to dance with the divine
I’ll skate these embers
and reach out where Icarus fell short

Those fallen arms of grace
will have to wait

In the near dark
tongues unravel and fingertips unbind
transcend, ascend
grip with experience
the bane of youth

I am confused a little more these days;
maybe that's the Sirens song, calling
'swim with me, delve deeper
embrace the ocean current
drift with me, drift with me'

Perhaps I am just getting old
cynical to the optimism of belonging.

The Siren would argue:
perhaps you just don’t need
that umbrella after all.

© 2014 Lorriman


Author's Note

Lorriman
All thoughts are welcome

My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Featured Review

That was a sensual type feel...yet it gets at the depth of it...that is evident as I read the lines...this is a captivating piece of work...I do not say that to make you feel good...but for me to understand a good read when I see it with my own eyes...the pace and flow and the timing of the stanzas are calibrated to give the person the feel as if Its their own expectations and bewilderment in the words themselves...

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




Reviews

That was a sensual type feel...yet it gets at the depth of it...that is evident as I read the lines...this is a captivating piece of work...I do not say that to make you feel good...but for me to understand a good read when I see it with my own eyes...the pace and flow and the timing of the stanzas are calibrated to give the person the feel as if Its their own expectations and bewilderment in the words themselves...

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

119 Views
1 Review
Added on July 11, 2014
Last Updated on July 11, 2014
Tags: #sensual #love #poem #siren #myt

Author

Lorriman
Lorriman

Glasgow, Scotland, United Kingdom



About
just some bearded fella with words to share (all works on here are written by me and as such all copyright is in the legal realm of my name) more..

Writing
For David For David

A Poem by Lorriman