- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Summer Siren
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the Summer Siren sleeps
in the thistle
her plentiful body bare
immune to every nettle
(the Sun can't help but stare...)
beware her bewitching whistle
or she'll ensnare you
and enslave you
in the thorny courtyard
of her purple castle
where you'll wake-up
dazed
day after day
dying from thirst
and the pain
of a thousand stinging stingers
stinging at your heart
while you pray for rain
and forget your name
and everything remains the same
forever
- COMMENTS
tarablackwood22over 19 years ago...this is just lovely, and very euphonic -- very drawing, the poem a siren itself, calling and bewitching the reader--making it hard NOT to hear.
Tathagataover 19 years agowith Eve, for a change, A little tweaking here and there and this would be a great piece.
As it is I like it a lot
( the sun can't help but stare)
Great line
Thank you
annaswirlsover 19 years agowow this is so cool, I had to read it twice, once just for the sound of the words, I forgot to actually think about their meaning.
WickedEveover 19 years agoin this poem. I see a few spots that need a little tweaking. For example, I'd drop plentiful. Like I said, just a few spots. Overall, a good poem.
*no longer using the thermometer
