The Muse of sad songs

Another siren works the strip
to lure in passing trade
until she makes enough
to leave this place –
where drowning sailors
still reach out
and drag her down.

But only wasted heroes
can be found, making
their drunk rounds
from bar to bar;
whose futile paths
can’t be resolved
by looking back.

The sea divulges
homesick lullabies
and turning, disinters
more refugees
on to the beach;
to be collected
by the dawn patrol

before the tourists
come to stretch out
and erase
their bodies last marks,
as they rest on
the unreflecting sand

these other sunbathers
following that girl
touting free entry
to The Hades Bar.

First published in The Cannon’s Mouth.


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Katerina Neocleous has been published or is forthcoming in the following poetry journals: Haiku Quarterly, Orbis, Equinox, Obsessed With Pipework, Weyfarers, The Cannon's Mouth, Clear Poetry, The Dawntreader, Ink, Sweat & Tears, The Open Mouse, Shot Glass Journal. She is a Home Educator and settled in North West England.

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