Contenders

Flew atop cloaked mountain peak,

Ozone-succoured breath,

Weighted wings, view too steep,

Headlong, certain death.

Rendezvous with eagle there,

Chastised love forbids,

Stumbled step on heaven’s stair,

Inhuman sought rebirth.

Feathered fall, angel trips,

Teardrops form as ice,

Canyon echoes empty lips,

Heights to precipice.

All for naught, a chorus cried,

Relinquished for one kiss,

Fallen wings, to hell descends,

Temptation’s dark abyss.

Eagle soars from vantage point,

Dives with all surrender,

Angelic thus to human anoint,

Sinless, soul contenders.

The Siren’s Song

Harken to the siren’s song,

Calling forth now, ‘Come. Belong’.

Though tempest sea does rage.

 

In melody she sings out true,

Awakened heart from ocean’s blue.

Empowered words assuage

 

Memories that fade at last,

Submerged in cleansing sea-foam blast,

As since creation’s age.

 

Portentious dreams awake inside,

Where love fears not, nor seeks to hide

But battles still they wage.

 

Akin to fear, is love so lost,

Refuse and measure what the cost,

Trapped in sunken cage.

 

Lifebelt thrown to save a heart,

A mind and body, siren marks

And, feelings, tries to gauge.

 

Eyes will seek inside that soul

While stormy seas do thwart the goal.

Howling winds enrage.

 

Shipwrecked on the shore of love,

Receive this gift from up above

As God and man engage.

 

The siren’s song will wreck your ship

But cargo will she save.

No soul will perish at her words

Her song, road golden, paves.