Siren Comments

Write comment. A nice piece of work, Annette. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks

I'll try my luck with the dipping pool's siren. and, though her treasure be girded with iron. I'll pledge my all to her two glistening thighs, and soon enough I'll hear her ecstatic sighs, as the iron falls away and falls to the floor, and the siren calls out: " Give me more, MORE! " to MyPoemList. and i think i'll put it into April showcase, my dear. bri to MyPoemList :)

A truly terrific piece of writing, Annette. Your skill has grown immeasurably in the past few years. Your extended metaphor was wonderfully crafted with deft imagery that carried the reader's attention, and the conclusion stuck like a knife. Bravo, and blessings to you!

Superb poem using the image of a siren seducing the men to gamble away all they possess, initially their material wealth, then their dignity and finally their soul. The pool of lost souls. This poem deserves to be read in schools. Let every youth be aware of the tricky danger of gambling. The games are designed to trick and destroy the gambler. I hope we get a wisdom revolution soon, that will leave all casinos empty.

I love especially the first 6 lines, evoking a sensual mystic appeal, in my mind I added 'In the current lure at the river's edge' the setting is the magic transition between day and night, the contrast from rippling sunlight on the water to the magic of full moonlight or shades of moonlight in the night. Sirens, some nature settings, always have the potential to swallow romantics whole in the dancing moonlight shadows of the night.

Very good poetry, so good to see you writing again!

Wonderful poem and a great read, the house always wins unless your very lucky.

Hi Annette, Greed is the vice on which gambling thrives. As one of our poets of the yore (Malayalam poet of 18th century, Kunjan Nambiar) has written, greed for wealth/ Power and for women/ are the two vices that is the root cause of all strifes and wars in the world. A very purposeful write.Evocative