The Siren

HeavyCloud

A song, unfinished
A remote and bitter gift
For a Siren sang it
Her eyes obscure

Melting feelings
And golden rings
Her voice shakes me
And burns my bones

A song, unheard
By others than me
Curses the path
And steals the meaning

Sitting on the edge
Of a broken dream
In the shadow I wait
Truth and time concealed.

7 thoughts on “The Siren”

  1. booguloo April 13, 2015 / 9:27 am

    “Oh no don’t let the rain come down…” Love it, “Sitting on the edge of a broken dream…”

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    • HeavyCloud April 13, 2015 / 4:22 pm

      I’d prefer to sit on the dock of the bay, but there is no sea where I live. So I do with what I have… 😉

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      • booguloo April 13, 2015 / 8:18 pm

        “Look like nothin’s gonna change
        Everything, still remains the same
        I can’t do what ten people tell me to do
        So I guess I’ll remain the same”

        If you look at the first 2 lines it clearly
        says you have to use the dock
        because “”Everything””still remains the same”
        Now your honor I must remind the court
        I’m not one of the ten people. I’m just an old
        pizza lawyer….I laughed so you have to

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