- Non-Erotic Poetry
- My Odyssey
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For now I’ll have to wait
On this merchant shore
Waiting for the Siren
To return from active war.
I sit in constant pressure
At every risen sail
Hoping that the morning sun
Will light its homeward trail.
Eyes are always searching
I never get much sleep
The hypnotic current sings to me
And holds me in its keep.
I hardly have the time
To eat a decent meal
My body’s weak and painfully longs
For food to calm its ill.
It has been too long
Since I’ve seen the light of day
My eyes have use for nothing
But to watch the silent bay.
The ocean breeze sends peace
To warm my aching need
And still I cast its feeble tries
And allow my heart to bleed.
True, I say to you
I know not why I wait
i haven’t seen the Sirens yet
And I fear its much too late.
So leave me with my quarrels
Along this merchant shore
Waiting for my Sirens
For now, Forever more...
