The last voyage
\nby cricketjeff on March 15, 2009.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved
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Softly sensual strands of singing floating gently o’er the storm;
\nFill my mind with dreams of winging home to where the sun is warm.
\nSee my love with arms of flowers, dancing to me cross the fields.
\nWhile the winds destroy our rigging and the planking slowly yields.<\/p>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 On this rock I play my music, searching for one perfect love,
\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Far from where my heart is soaring, with the seagulls high above.
\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 When will come my gallant sailor, strong enough to bear me home,
\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Are there men with such endurance they can brave this deadly foam?<\/p>\n
Cast adrift from creaking timbers, dashed into the heartless seas.
\nWhat chance is there of rescue? Still that music spreads its ease.
\nClinging to some passing flotsam, driven mad by salt and spray,
\nFind myself beneath such beauty, singing magic from her bay.<\/p>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 With the storm at last abating lay aside my silver lyre,
\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 In the water weak and gasping, such a face to fuel desire.
\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 As he stretches out to reach me take his hand and hold him tight.
\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Can he be a gift from Neptune sent to save me from my plight?<\/p>\n
All the men her songs have ruined, all were lost save me alone.
\nYears of pain and hurt were flowing from the seas where they were thrown.
\nNow I touch this fatal beauty, can I save her from her fate?
\nCan I\u00a0 do my gallant duty take her home where fam’lies wait?<\/p>\n
\u00a0 In a boat we built from wreckage, setting sail for distant lands,
\n\u00a0 What will be the final story? Hope that Neptune understands.
\n\u00a0 If you read this last accounting, tell the world what you have read;
\n\u00a0 We may be on land in safety or, beneath the waves, lie dead.<\/p>\n
Author notes
\nYes I’ll be back to punctuate …<\/p>\n
“The Siren” by John William Waterhouse<\/p>\n
Oil on Canvas<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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