Looking for Shady.

Hey Shady, where are you man?  Pappy here just checking all our hideouts for news and secret information.  I know you probably don't recognize me in this hat, but I bought it on a trip to Alaska so I wouldn't look like a tourist.  Is it working?  Here's a poem I wrote about the trip when I got home.

Lonely Maiden

Siren,

temptress,

rarely seen

except in silhouette.

Your calls are heard

across the frigid sea.

The summer light

shines on your wrinkled face.

We are not turned away,

but drawn.

Those who stay, cling to you

with tenuous

but determined grip.

Some persevere,

others wane.

Many look and sail away.

Haunted by your charms.

Alaska.   

Dennis Price