I Must Ignore Poem by Nellie Isabelle Steward Cooper

I Must Ignore



Beneath the clutter of my days
Something moves

I must ignore
I must-not listen to

As the sad sailor
Told before of sirens,
Stirs his bark between
One ruin and another

Hopes once more to look upon
A sea more calm


Then billowing winds
To set him free

To such sun and air

Lists not to enchantment
Hung about - but bends his way
From all such promises
That would betray

I Must Ignore
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: imagery
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