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I heard the Sirens call,
when I first went to sea.
I'm hearing it once more,
as she is searching for me.
A mournful sound, as I recall.
There was nothing there to see,
except to know in my heart,
she will soon be finding me.
Should I hide away from here?
Will she let me flee,
or go to the Earth's end,
to capture the Soul of me?
I now dream of sleepless nights
when I was last at sea,
knowing when the Siren calls,
it may be the end of me.

How do words, dull as they are,
become sharper than razor knives,
when said with your tongue;
become so hateful, at least to me.
For the words which can be said,
may case much love or be painfully
hurtful, no matter the day or time,
when said in passion,
washed down with wine.

Long may you walk, this Earth profound,
from your early life, to elder days.
A cruel World, with some beautiful times,
with words, now spent, from memory banks,
of empty bins and shelves all bare.
No action now. No one to give
or provide aid to how we lived.

The World has been changed.
It will never be the same.
Never again, at least not now.
We won't see intimacy or how
to be as close to another,
as we did so long before.
I will miss the social aspect,
like I never did before.
I miss the contacts in time and space
as I yearn to see a familiar face.

Patience,
Calmness,
Civility
Must reign,
Once more,
To provide,
The place
We all
Adore.

The Sun broke out
on this lovely Fall day,
only the wind gusts
kept us from being outside.
There was a nip
of Frost, in the air
as the flowers and leaves
have made their last gasp,
as Nature's cycle had,
collapsed the mass brood
of the Dahlias, so full
of forgotten blooms, leaf and stalk,
which creates a subject
during this long Fall stroll or walk.

Does growing older,
increase your affection,
for others? There is
No fear of rejection.

Go into the darkest night,
flashlight in hand.
Look for your life's truth
and you will understand,
the sadness of others
you can provide a hand.

Happy the thoughts
On this wonderful day.
Please be calm now,
Especially in this way.
Fear not the morrow.
Use the talent you have
Love you don't borrow

Read the first letter in each line, please.

Look to the future,
as we learn how to cope,
for in the coming new year
I see visions of Hope.
Hope for all citizens,
In God We Trust,
when all citizens
have a law which is just.

Forever, a word about
encompassing time.
Long may it be or short
from design.
There is no life line
if there is not time
to live a life of happiness
and it is sublime.

A lost love,
A lost time,
Where resolve is
Weakened to why
The question of
The morality of man?
If you know
And can understand,
Please explain so
We can remand
Into custody
Of our laws
In this Nation.