The Siren’s song

By Mick Westwood Nov 1, 2018

The Siren’s song

You who lie below the wave who have no marker for your grave,
All you who perished in the raging sea.
I hear you in your mournful song that haunts my mind and lingers long,
And tests my dreams that hold my memory.

No hesitation did you give you gave your life so I could live,
No thought but all for freedom in this land.
I see you in the breaking wave all young men so, so very brave,
And hope that other generations understand.

Such courage that was here displayed such dedication here obeyed,
From you who stand all heroes on your own.
A sailor by a simple name but Supermen of older fame,
Remembered in a churchyard on a blessed piece of stone.

I stand beside a silent sea that brings your memories to me,
And I cast my mind back far beyond the shore.
I listen to the Siren’s song that brings you back where you belong,
And my gratitude is yours forevermore.

I cast a poppy from a ship and as it leaves my fingertip,
It carries all my thanks atop that sea.
My thanks for all you sailors brave who have no marker for your grave,
All you who perished for, my liberty.

” Good night, God bless, by your sacrifice was freedom gained”.
Mick

About the author

Mick Westwood

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I am a 71 year old retired coal miner, who spent 30 years working underground. Having time on my hands, and in order to keep my brain exercised, I decided to try to write poetry and put down on paper some of my life experience, and my hopes, dreams and other thoughts. I also do a little gardening, but I am hopeless at housework. Much to my wife's displeasure.