I slipped on soft feet to the silver-lit stream where the siren lay waiting, escaped from my dream.
"I'm sleepless with sorrow," she sang with a sigh, submitting her sins to the stars in the sky,
"Oh the secrets I've shared I should never have told, and the songs I've forgotten, the lies I have sold
Oh seducing lost sailors for pleasure or gold
Oh slitting their throats, oh their corpses so cold...
So the scars on my skin are a slight price indeed, hardly fair compensation for malice and greed
Have sympathy for me," she begged as she stood, this seaweed-nymph so out of place in the wood.
Then she shrugged and she sighed, and turned to flee
Back to sun-whitened sands that kiss up to the sea
Without even so much as a glance back at me.














Comments
xo!
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one half of *ZombiesAteUs
Thank you
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"Come my friends, 'tis not too late to seek a newer world." -- Tennyson
i likehow even in a few sentences you build the sirens story and some emotion -guilt etc
think the the 's' sounds work, it reminds me of wind whistling and snapping on twigs in the wood and maybe the whipser of her voice.. i love!!
i especially enjoyed the last line, it seems sort of wistful, and a big surprised at the abrupt ending (like the reader is!)
very nice
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I'm glad you enjoyed it
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"Come my friends, 'tis not too late to seek a newer world." -- Tennyson
And it makes me want to sing with her, haha.
It just seems like an old nursery rhyme to me I will always remember, it just sticks.
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hi.
i thought you'd be halfway to mexico by now.
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Tastes like the real thing... Sprite.
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"Come my friends, 'tis not too late to seek a newer world." -- Tennyson
Don't sing with her! You can only do that if you're a cold-blooded killer masquerading as a tortured angel...
I'm glad you liked it... means I still have my hold over you! Mwahahahaha!
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"Come my friends, 'tis not too late to seek a newer world." -- Tennyson
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Dementia: Nature's way of making your retirement more interesting.
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