Whirlwind 10th Anniversary Edition: Longfellow's Literary Magazine for 2019-2020

Whirlwind
Siren song so sweet and fair that lures me to the
shore
Drag me down beneath the waves to live there
evermore
Though name and face are lost behind the
melancholic mist
I trust with her my soul to keep; I know it won’t be
missed
Falling, falling from the ship into an onyx sea
Suspended in the waves perhaps I’ll finally be free
Then sinking deeper, far away from the sky I used
to know
I find myself surrounded by creatures darting to
and fro
Siren song
By Alison K.
I panic finding I can’t breathe and surely I will die
I’ve sunken in, I’m far too deep, too deep to reach
the sky
Kick and thrash and try to scream with voice that
now is gone
The voice I hear is not my own, become a Siren
song
Siren song so sweet and fair that lured me to the
shore
Brought me down beneath the waves to live there
evermore
Though name and face are lost behind the
melancholic mist
I trust with her my soul to keep; I know it won’t be
missed.
The Octopus’s Garden
~Natalie N.
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