The Siren's Midnight Call

The sea screams and rages,

No longer whispering

But instead demanding to be heard.

It’s angry and unforgiving,

Challenging the ships

That are brave enough to explore the dark.

The very vessels that are watched

From below the surface

In the cold, dark expanse.

Her eyes fixate on the sailors

As they struggle onboard,

Being tossed with the rhythm of the waves.

She becomes one with the water,

Following them,

Undetected and untraceable.

Searching deep for the tune

That sits in the river of her mind,

She waits.

It is not until the water calms

And the men’s shouting wavers

That she begins to sing.

Now it is she who demands to be heard,

Her voice soft, yet unwavering,

Loud, yet just an undertone to the breeze.

She calls to their souls

That thrash and thrive alongside

The waves that have now buried themselves.

It is she who will save them

From the sea’s depth,

And she who will capture their essences.

Because that is what she is made for

And that is what she will do

From the safety of the midnight sea.

 About The Author:

Chloe D'Inverno is the Founder and Editor-in-chief of Everywhere Publication. She created this online blog to create a community for writers so she could share their work as well as her own. Working full-time in marketing, this is a side project of hers. In her spare time, she loves to read and write (and work on Everywhere Publication!).