Gregory Scott Gentry II
Here’s one I was inspired by: Illiad by Homer and a past life. There is something about sirens and sailors that speaks deeply with a sense of adventure, love, and lost causes.
A sailor once heard a siren’s song,
A melody sweet, yet luring him wrong.
From the depths she rose, with eyes so bright,
Her voice a beacon in the lonely night.
He sailed on dreams, across the tide,
Drawn to her beauty, where secrets hide.
Her fins shimmered under moonlit skies,
While his heart beat fast, lost in her eyes.
But love is a puzzle, a mystery deep—
For how could a fish and a bird keep
A nest or a home where both belong,
When one needs air, and the other a song?
“Could you soar to me, above the sea?”
The sailor asked with gentle plea.
“Or could I sink to where you dwell,
In the ocean’s heart, where whispers swell?”
She smiled, but her voice turned soft and low,
“A fish and a bird, we both must know,
Are bound to waters or skies up high,
Yet love, dear sailor, will always try.”
They danced on the line where the sea meets the sky,
Where waves crash down, and seabirds fly.
But a home they found not, in ocean or air—
Still their hearts beat wild, forever aware.