Siren Sharon Poem by William Coyne
Siren Sharon
My Siren Sharon, twice a year,
leads me out to brave the sea,
and breaks my boat upon hard rocks,
to laughingly come rescue me.
With mighty fins she breaks the wave,
lays me on soft sand to rest.
She singing sweetly until dawn,
me there sleeping on her breast.
And when I wake next morning's beach,
she far gone and far remote,
no time I waste in my resolve,
laboring a better boat.
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4/25/2024 11:52:22 AM # 1.0.0.1119
no time I waste, good one..