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Siren's Song | by tropicaLiving - Jessy Eykendorp
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Siren's Song

I sit among my rocks, waiting for the men to pass by.

The large rock by the door is scarred with my

marks, a record of those I watched die

While my song rose to fill the sky.


I pass by that rock every day, and I see

Only how many more marks there must be

Before my time is done, and I may leave

This rocky tower for the blue blue sea


I often wonder if these men ever, ever know

As their ship is dashed on the rocks below

That I do not hate them. Nay, I love them so . . .

These men who come, and yet too quickly go.


For it is lonely here day after passing day

Watching my only joy slip away

Beneath the waves as I turn to lay

My hand upon that rock so I do not sway


And turn to save the drowning men that I-

With my beauty which so pleased their eye

And the voice that lured them to my side-

Have broken and condemned to die.

(by: Wendy Flora)


Canon EOS 50D

EF-S 10-22mm f/3.5-4.5 USM

4sec • f/18 • 10 mm • ISO 100

HITECH Filter ND Grad


RAW proccessed with Digital Photo Pro

TIFF proccessed with Adobe Photoshop CS3

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Taken on May 14, 2009