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Thursday, September 17, 2009

Who am I?

My name is John.
I am a siren.
I am writing this blog because I decided that I wanted to talk to people, reach people outside of my realm. I hope that you all enjoy it.
I love writing poetry, and I love people. I play music, and listen to it non-stop. I think that it is magical really. I go to concerts whenever I can, and I love my family. I wanted to chronicle my life. I want to share with others some writings, some insight, some jokes, some chronicles.
If you are a person, contact me! My email is riseofsirens@gmail.com.

The boat exited the shore
All hands on deck.
And as the sea got deeper,
Each hand looked at each other.

On their faces were written
One question:
"Will we come back?"

The captain assured
The sailors of their
Return,
But a promise is only
As good as a prayer.

Muttered under his breath.

With his hand wrapped around
His rosary.

He prayed to Mary.

He prayed to Glory.

Swaying with the waves,
"Will we return?"

A promise is only
As good as a prayer.

-.The Siren's Chronicles.-