New Poem from Michael Igoe: Siren Song

Manuscript Poetry Showcase from Michael Igoe: New York City During the Fall fo Saigon April 1975

    Siren Song

 When we were younger,                                                                                                                              you’d make the journey                                                                                                                                   to there and back again.                                                                                                                                        I heard you sniffling.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 you almost drowned.                                                                                                                                    That hit took just minutes,                                                                                                                        closeby a fork in the road.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   Its meaning was in bleeding                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       the hands bound to the feet.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       
                                                                                                                                                                                             Now we've gone further                                                                                                                                    stripped of our bouquet                                                                                                                                                                while riding horseback.                                                                                                                                     A pleasant conversation,                                                                                                                          enters both of our minds                                                                                                                                   coming from our mouths.                                                                                                                          We marvel at the warm earth                                                                                                                      where mammals are at stake.                                                                                                                                                     There is no forgiveness                                                                                                                                                                  for thousands of voices                                                                                                                                                                            from Romeo and Juliet.