siren song
fleeting pity in her eyes
as our hull breaks
a blood sunset on the sea
that swallow us all
For Jane Dougherty’s A Month with Yeats: Day Five
UPDATE: for Poets United Poetry Pantry #378
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Frank J. Tassone 
You do like high drama, don’t you? And you do it well!
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Indeed! Thanks, Jane! 😀
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🙂
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And did the siren sing?
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As only a siren can!
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Ah.. this is wonderfully emotive!💞
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Thanks!
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This is very vivid. Excellent writing.
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Thanks, Sherry!
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She’s definitely a femme fatale! Great poem Frank!
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Thanks, Hopeful!
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