Spirits of St. Elmo's fire
dance to a sirens mystic sound.
From fore to aft the demons leap
The crew's erotic cries abound.
Compelling them to join with her
In the deep soul of the sea
A lustful echo through their minds
Anchored, they can not flee
She rose naked from the chaos
By the light of the distant moon
And held on to the north wind
So the men could hear her tune
Usurping Neptune's power
She mocks her Masters call
The albatross tries to warn them
Preaching doom to one and all
A briny cloak masks danger
Of rocks lurking in their path
But she won't let go the north wind
Defying Neptune's wrath
She posed naked above the chaos
By the light of the distant moon
And held on to the north wind
So the men could hear her tune
Neptune invokes his anger
Lightening crackles through the sky
Crashing waves surround them
As a trident spears her side
Her hand slides from the north wind
And she slips into the deep
To a grave of shells and seaweed
The sailors…. watch and weep
She lies naked beneath the chaos
No light from the distant moon
No one holds the north wind
No one can hear her tune
Comments on any of the last three topics of mine would really be appreciated !
Go well
Jamir
