trying to reach his true love.
He was tempted,
by the Sirens.
The Sirens sang to him.
The Sirens song drove him mad.
Ulysses tied himself to ship's mast,
to keep from going to them,
and to his death.
Recklessly,
he wanted to hear their
song.
But
you are no Siren,
you sing no song.
instead
it's the light in
your eyes-
like a lighthouse
lighting my way
as I steer my ship straight for the rocks,
and my own demise.
your eye's
light the way
your eye's shine
upon the truth
Shining your light upon the rocks.
guided by the light
of your eyes,
I'm coming home.
full steam ahead.
11'
I love the sound of this, and repetition works well.
ReplyDeleteA well told story of temptation and denying it.
ReplyDeletehttp://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/09/21/in-the-blink-of-an-eye/
Yes, well told story here.
ReplyDeleteI think you give in to temptation in the end, and choose self immolation on the rocks of love? Great poem!
ReplyDeleteSuch a well told story steering your ship full steam ahead guided by the light of the lighthouse heading straight towards the rocks. wow what an ending
ReplyDeletehttp://gatelesspassage.com/2011/09/21/remember-the-years/
Unusual..and pretty capturing..I did not know when it end and from where it began.
ReplyDeleteVery magical!
Alcina
Let me fall
ReplyDeleteFall into something warm
Something soft and sweet and oh, so gentle
Let me fall, just fall
Fall into the blinding madness and frenzy
Right down into the middle of the fire
Let me fall, spinning faster
Fall, until I am so deeply lost in you
I never want to escape this feeling that I'm in
I'm consumed by the power of your love
Let Me Fall ©Kay Salady Poetry
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Your poem reminded me of this poem that I'd written. I thought I'd share it with you.
a wonderful love story with those eyes that hurried you home! nice one!
ReplyDeleteLove this! Great contrast to mythology. I especially like the irony in her eyes being a lighthouse that's leading you into the rocks. Very cool.
ReplyDeleteGreat comparison... So romantic! :)
ReplyDeleteOw...ow...ow!
ReplyDeleteYour sharp point comes through loud and clear - like a siren!
I'd like to see "its" become "it's" to indicate the possessive, but aside from that, I really enjoyed this! Here's my entry for the week: http://caridwen.wordpress.com/2011/09/26/drafting-the-orb-weaver/
ReplyDeleteStraight towards heartbreak. Thanks so much for sharing your wonderful work.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and really took me for a trip from the sound to the eyes.
ReplyDeleteA modern retelling of an old classic. Do you need the last stanza, though?
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