The Sirens

Did sirens call me that night?

Over seas just as flat as to glimmer a long line of moonlight,

Did I hear a melody delivered in the key of G?

I thought I could walk the water but swimming came they to get me?

They sang me melodies unheard for centuries.

Of the lost and the saved on the seas.

Treacherous voyages and souls imperiled

They’d saved from the bottom of watery graves.

Dawn, I awoke in my cabin alone. . . .

And birth soaked in brine

I thought I had lost my mind.

Had I just drank too much?

Or was it something else?

Then on my pillow I saw the piece of kelp. .

Chris