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Siren (sonnet)
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Siren (sonnet) |
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OLIAS Senior Member
since 2000-06-20
Posts 1090Pearl city Iowa 
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Siren (sonnet) Thee I desire, oh hapless mariner, to pluck thee from those pitching decks, awash, Your anguished soul I make my prisoner, with melodies that stirred Odysseus. My coral fingers rake thy sodden bone, to sing thy blue tongued swelling epitaph. Thy body offered up to me alone, and I to thee thy only sweet distaff. Oh feel my flotsam heart entwining thee, 'Til sated by addictions deep desire, the power have I to set your body free, then cast away your soul to Hades fire. So in these arms beloved, lay with me, Oh, salt my mouth with breathless ecstasy. Is this heaven? |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Aye, the siren of the deep and troubled water hast cast many a mariner into the salty brine. Enjoyed this well constructed sonnet . . . ~*~ Every revolution evaporates and leaves behind only the slime of a new bureaucracy.― Franz Kafka ~*~ |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
The sea is the sailers mistress isnt't it. I really enjoyed your sonnet Olias. Nicely done as always.  ~Victoria Be not ashamed of mistakes and thus make them crimes. |
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katahdin Senior Member
since 2010-07-01
Posts 1196ME. In the Shadow of the Mt. |
Loved your sonnet! Kat >^..^< |
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OLIAS Senior Member
since 2000-06-20
Posts 1090Pearl city Iowa |
Thank you for your kind comments Jerrypat,Victoria and Kat they are much appreciated. I submitted this post in 2001 In another form, always intending to develope it into a sonnet , procrastination is my middle name I guess. Thank you all once again and take care. |
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