© M. Guerriere 1996

This Was Me

Sable blanket folds
where the sky meets the sea
in a passionate embrace
Evening wrapped in omens
not for me

No offense meant
none taken

Expectant siren
fallen upon the rocks
She died
from anticipation

Mermaids beckon
but I don't see them

Blind to the small picture

Ride a White Swan
passing by liquid angel
heart stained with blood

This was Me

My nursery books
told the truth
ancient tales with no
happy ending

Children eaten alive
wolves with more than one obssession
picture book manuals for real life

Bury the siren
and wait for the bird to return