SCI-FI/FANTASY Poem: The Siren’s Love, by Eleanor Cooper

Seemed she of serenity
When sails through teeming fog peered,
Weaved she her intricate melody,
Beauty such the sailors teared.
Loved they her song so heartily
Lest turned away their souls did sear.

Her voice upon the waves adorned,
Loomed vessels by the waterside,
Cliff by ebony sky so mourned,
Ship wayward plunged by potent tide.
Never did cognition dawn,
With rocky depths did they collide.

Came through the mist the telling wood
And gladly sang to him did she,
Where on the bow the sailor stood
And became the anomaly.
He at her call unsheathed his hood
And love met tenderly.

How the dark the stars awake
So did his eyes his face alight,
She reached for to strong arms embrace
Against obsidian night.
In her heart she did ache
To behold such a sight.

For what in her he fondly woke
Him alive and well she’d keep.
To her he gifted one auburn rose
And would again return to sea.
Her chorus rang and drew him close,
Both by verdant love set free.

Alas, hers was a siren’s cry
On the rocks echoed her symphony
The cliff cloaked by onyx sky
And on watched she so bitterly
As on the rocks the wreckage lie
His absent breath bid roar of misery.

With her tears did the ocean rise.
When next a boatswain came a-listening
Her perished love had made her wise,
Their vessels on cliff’s edge splintering,
As ‘fore their deaths they’d see her eyes
Where farewell’s sorrow lay glistening.