Siren

Splashing, lapsing, flushing, washing, waving
Crashing to foaming, rising and falling,
Tides restlessly singing their refrain,
Relentlessly pushing and pulling,
Endlessly drifting and coming again

Staring out at what is so beautiful,
But neglecting what brings joy to many,
Coulds and woulds and shoulds supposedly,
Augmenting, with addition of doubt
Thinking of eyes that don’t belong to me

Mindless, joyless, freezing wind surrounding,
Pink-haloed clouds creeping towards bright sunset
Happily contradicting themselves,
Interrupting, yet rightfully there,
Oh to have those unachievable eyes

Palm on cheek wet with tears, elbow on rail,
Keeping me from the temptation to leave
Everything behind, just one jump,
But set in stone, decided long ago,
I remain, glimmering, eyes’ took their leave

Then the break of ancient, rusted metal
A slip due to yesterday’s clouds’ sorrow,
Descending towards an onslaught of spray,
Hitting the waves, I’ve broken the glass
Eyes have been drained of what little remains

Gravity pulls me, I am a shipwreck,
Slipping away, deeper into the depths,
Hoping has ended, fate brings its wrath,
And yet, something swirls through the waters,
Eyes like mirrors, curse and blessing bestowed

Now each night I wait, for a second chance,
Head above water looking, where the call,
Was by chance answered, by choice ignored,
Night sky taking stage, sparkling dances
Stars twinkling like eyes that no longer belong to me


Russell Lee Elementary

6th