Gazing at the long shadows on the snow,
Hearing each and every word that we speak.
They are not willing to tell what they know,
Surely those of who are joined at our feet.
Count each and every shadow there are six,
Of opinion there is an equal mix.
The problem will not be a ready fix,
Their single solution everyone sticks.
Now the sun sits upon the distant hill,
And still a solution yet to be found.
Like winter trees all six completely still,
As their long shadows they make not a sound.
Time has now pushed the sun out of their sight,
Their distraught shadows too have taken flight.
Amphitrite at the shore outward gazing.
Neptune moved stealthily and kissed her feet.
His touch of her so exhilarating,
She staring down sending a smile so sweet.
Music from the waves kept her in a trance,
Moves her body as if doing a dance.
No longer now giving the sea a glance,
Then came roaring a wave of great expanse.
Sea now became still so quiet it be,
Amphitrite now has returned to the sea.
Consumed for love by Neptune’s own decree,
As he was by the goddess’s own beauty.
The hypnotic sea with powering might,
Continues to draw lovers every night.
A Sea-Spell, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz
Luna has quieted the rowdy sea,
Making way for the haze of Aurora,
Which will disguise most all things before me.
But I’m being guided by an aura.
Piercing the haze was a glowing nimbus,
Then came sounds ever intoxicating.
Reaching near I did see the lute’s limbus,
Closer, her face was immobilizing
Spirits you have tricked this loveless being.
Not far ahead are reefs what sailor’s dread,
But beyond, to the heart so appealing.
For a chance to encounter I’ll be dead.
Tried touching her as never did before.
Now lies my lifeless body on the shore.
A Sea–Spell is an 1877 oil painting by English artist Dante Gabriel Rossetti, depicting a siren playing an instrument to lure sailors. Rossetti, also a poet wrote a sonnet in 1869 about this topic.
In the painting notice the seagull giving us a clue that the story relates to the sea. Then there is the apple. A clear symbol of Adam and Eve tasting the forbidden fruit. The title of the painting is another clue as to the story. This beautiful woman will put you under a spell, exactly what the the Sirens do.
The Sirens are part of Greek mythology and have often been used as an allegory by both painter and poet alike. I am no different. We go through life sailing along and then there is a distraction or should I attraction. A human frailty of desire that allows us to succumb to vices.