Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Friday, November 1, 2013

Siren's Song

Siren's Stare by sanguisGelidus

I am called Monster
but I am no different than anyone or
anything else
Mortal women bleed,
I swim
I sing
Do you blame the songbird
for the song?
It is his Nature
Time was, I had feathers too
A beautiful gown of feathers,stolen
for another's crown
But my voice is mine
I sing my Nature
Do you blame the flame
when the moth burns?
Do you blame the spider
for the sticky web?
Yet you blame my song
Blame me
Blame my Nature
for Man's weakness
If you cannot be
in the presence of sublime beauty
without being destroyed
I am not the one
to blame.


Kerry O'Connor said...

"I sing my nature"

What an incredible line, LM!

BB said...

Very strong. Awesome!

Margaret said...

Songbird! The ending is a most amazing observance! Love it the whole way through!

Anonymous said...

typical of men to blame our weaknesses on the "object" of our desire. good write, lolamouse ~

Pat Tillett said...

Beautiful! It is great all the way through.