Siren Song

A poem
by John Grey
Someday, in a room maybe,
on a beach, you will see
the absolutely right woman for you.
Recognition will leap from the heart
to the head and back again.
You will promise yourself,
“There is my beloved,
my companion for the rest of my days.”
I’m only telling you this
because I know, from experience,
that woman will be gone from your life
before you even get to exchange a smile,
let alone a word.
Someone, for whom she’s maybe
third or fourth best choice,
will marry and settle down with her.
Dreams are a first rate cover
for a second rate reality.
Their fires are ashes elsewhere.
John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident. Recently published in New Plains Review, South Carolina Review, Gargoyle and Big Muddy Review with work upcoming in Louisiana Review, Cape Rock and Spoon River Poetry Review.

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Scott Thomas Outlar hosts the site where links to his published poetry, fiction, essays, interviews, reviews, and books can be found. He is a Best of the Net and three-time Pushcart Prize nominee. Scott's poetry books include: Songs of a Dissident (Transcendent Zero Press, 2015), Chaos Songs (Weasel Press, 2016), Happy Hour Hallelujah (CTU Publishing, 2016), and Poison in Paradise (Alien Buddha Press, 2017). Scott serves as an editor for The Peregrine Muse, Happy Hour Hallelujah, and Novelmasters.

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