Beware the Siren's call
that leads you to bay,
For a sailor's doom is but
a wave away.
There she waits,
on a speared rock,
Knowing his ship will
never reach its dock.
And when the sailor
crashes, and reaches
to sand -
Towering over him with
axe in hand.
Her body and scales,
a-glow with a nearby
Mansion's light,
With a ghoulish green
her tail's in sight.
The siren raises the axe,
And the Mansion says:
Good-night.
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'The Weathered Man' & other works by Diego Reyes
Ficción GeneralDiego Reyes' heart evoking poems and gothic tales serve as a teaching guide and social commentary for those who read them. His work is heavily inspired by the likes of Edgar Allan Poe, Ann Radcliffe, William Faulkner, and so many more loved voices i...
