![]() A wonderful Soul I cannot let pass into the Mortal coil, unannounced.A Poem by John HolmesI have the pleasure Of knowing many wonderful souls And even some Sirens. But, there is one Siren A dark haired Siren Who deserves a special mention In the long pages of History So many will one day know this Siren But for those who will never know her, Know her now, as best as I may present. She is a Siren of Fire and Flame. Burning bright, burning everlasting a rising sun in the darkest Night. A strike into the abyss Striking life into death, A sword wound upon despair And yet, She is as gentle as faded memories, The dying embers of a long dead fire Whispering of a by gone night Never to be forgotten. Black mist and silver light shines forth from her soul. Her eyes, windows to such wonder That one cannot compare such light To even the light of life Or the light of the Luminous Night. Beautiful she is, Of another age she could be Or another world even, With a smile as eternal as the Ocean Blue Laughter of infectious starlight And Eyes radiant with the touch of wonder And the physique of desire herself. And Still, A warrior she is, An inspiration to the minds of mortals, A dancer of dazzling Burlesque. A whirlwind of desire and joy. A Revolver shot in the silence of Fear. And still, a flower she is not, Delicate she is not, Nor a prize to be won A force of Nature She is certainly not A Siren such as she Cannot be confined to such earthly limits Roots cannot be woven about her ankles Rain cannot dampen her Fire Nor the Ocean erode her resolve She is a whirlwind of Life A storm, carving through all in its path No, She is no Angel Or even a Demon She is not perfect, But that is what makes her a Siren. And that is why I write about this bladed Storm. Her name is Veronica Or friend to those most fortunate and I cannot allow such Souls to pass Unrecorded beyond my blessed memories She has left a mark upon my soul It is only fair that I give to you Loyal reader A fraction of what Veronica has given me. Never have I seen a Siren who so embodied what it was to
live Never again will I wonder what it is to live I have seen its personification
Veronica Varlow. © 2014 John HolmesAuthor's Note
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Added on August 14, 2014 Last Updated on August 14, 2014 Tags: Veronica Varlow, life, choice, chance, love, fate, personification Author![]() John HolmesUnited KingdomAboutOkay SO I am back everybody! Sorry for the long lapse in maintaining this account. I hope you're all well. Currently I stand at zero read requests, I came back to have far too many for me to ever catc.. more..Writing
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