Siren Aja

24/03/2023

16/01/2023

She came upon a midnight wonder
The falling stones brought her to shutter
Hissing as they hit the water
Curious though, she stayed longer

Flying fire lit up her world
Warmer temperatures began to swirl
Rocks were changing shape and color
Red to black, bonding to each other

Then all at once, she felt trapped
Stone walls forming in a snap
North then south she tried to swim
As flaming earth kept piling in

She fled east to land nearby
For in this moment she could die
And as she dodged the falling stone
She only wished she could've known

Above the water will be more danger
Than the simple depths that helped to raise her.

Comparing the trenches to this arjuice trail
It's not so bad having sharks on her tail

Now in the shallows she could finally rest
She saved her own life. She passed a test.

The water recessed as she hugged the shore
Feeling safe but still unsure
Was there anyone with seeking eyes
In open air, she had no disguise

Belly down, laying low
She looked back and saw lava flow
Even distanced she felt the heat
Yet her escape was quite a feat

Surviving adventure, she felt her purpose
And so again she'll return to surface.

(Story and photo edit by, Connie Moretz, Photography by Josh Rhodes)

17/04/2021

When the Sun shines down its evening beam, the Mermaid sees a different scene
Time distorts
Dancing color
It begins again; a world of wonder
Telling views over a still sea
The sky reveals what the future brings
The light is dark with horizons far
The day time is when she sees the stars

(Poem by, Connie Moretz)

05/04/2021

Once she has surfaced from the great barren sea, she rests and reflects on what came to be. Basking in Sunlight and drying her hair, she's prepared to dive deeper to return to her lair. With many a years displayed on her scales and many long miles swam under her tail, she's grown wiser and stronger inside and out; balanced and bold, she lives without doubt.

25/03/2021

Happy Spring🌷👏Do your thing🌞🌠
This Siren is resurfacing💖

(Photography by: Alison Baziak and Alex Edwards)

19/09/2020

A few times in her life
A Siren can pretend
That she can do land things
And be like a Human

Her first warm bath
Blowing bubbles from a tub
Picking petals from a flower
Asking if she's loved

The sunlight through the window
The quiet of the room
The stillness and the safety
From the Ocean's pending doom

It's those times she can feel
Her dreams becoming real
Until a Human barges in
And her efforts are revealed

(Story by, Connie Moretz
Model: Connie Moretz
Photography by, Josh Rhodes)

17/09/2020

I think that I shall always be
As large and free as the open sea
And out beyond horizons far
I gaze upon the shooting stars
Yet In the depths
Curiosities are met
For as I am, part fish, part girl
The depths are what makes up my world.
Though contrast shows
What I should know
Like the currents, I shall flow
And from the deep to the surface
Is how I discover my life's purpose.

(Story by, Connie Moretz
Model: Connie Moretz
Photographed by, Stephanie Every)

28/08/2020

This may be a Siren's favorite treat,
When she gets the chance
To join Souls on land
And eat!

27/08/2020

A Siren sunning safely, submerged under sea.
For if she were to surface, she would certainly be seen.

(Model: Connie Moretz, Photo by: Lauren Chapman)

25/08/2020

No matter how much she sparkles
Know that a Siren has one dream
To be free on land and leave the tides
To have legs to stand
Instead of a tail that glides
But as long as the water holds her deal
Her true desire is a soul, to steal.

(Story by Connie Moretz
Models: Nadia Sahanigan & Connie Moretz
Photo by, Lauren Chapman)

14/08/2020

A Siren was hiding in search for her lunch.
She spotted some squid but then heard a "crunch."
Some Pirates in the water with boots dark and heavy
Were walking on shellfish right near the levy.
With their nets in the water
In song, they were fishing.
When they suddenly saw her and then begin wishing.
They rushed from the waves to find a safe place.
The last thing they wanted was to be in her space.
For each Pirate and Fisherman knows, without doubt
That a Siren would drown them if she saw them out.

Story by, Connie Moretz
Photography by, Lauren Chapman

04/08/2020

HOW TO CATCH A PIRATE

The way to catch a pirate
And you may in fact concur
The way to catch a pirate
Is to start with a lengthy lure

First thing before any gem
Cast out a lovely sound
That will surely lure him
Straight from the docks of town

Expect that he'll grow wise
And be frightened by the thought
So the next thing you must add
Is a shiny, large gold pot

When his eyes spot that shimmer
He'll think twice to flee
For every Pirate follows money and the sea

With dabloons a shining
And a captivating sound
Just toss out a familiar fragrance
And you've nearly got him bound

You may think cooked aromas
Or maybe ladies perfume
But there's only one smell irresistible
That will seal his certain doom.

A splash of Rum,
Wine or Whiskey will suffice
It's music, gold and and booze
A pirate finds quite nice

So to surely catch a pirate
You see that you must have
A long, long line for fishing
And a few good tricks in hand.
-CM
(Story by, Connie Moretz
Photography by, Josh Rhodes & Stephanie Every)

31/07/2020

The morning dawn makes the way
but our perspective and attitude
directs the day -CM

(Photography by, Alison Baziak)

26/07/2020

"Lost Sirens" -read each photo-

(CREDITS: Story by Connie Moretz. Photos by Connie Moretz & Davis Beaman. Models: Connie Moretz, Kathy Bracken, Rebecca Lockhart)

24/07/2020

A Siren's desire is not what she has,
but what she HAD.
Though her goals may remain short term,
her longing will forever last.
For a Siren is not a mermaid.
She is a condemned woman who misses her legs.

It starts with a mistake,
then an offer and a wish.
To save her own life
she must become part fish

See, just before that moment
She tried to fulfil her bliss
But faltered and failed,
Dropped through a veil
And sacrificed love's kiss.

A Siren is not organic.
She is born out of forlorn.
She is saved from her own panic
Where her life and death are torn.
She finds herself in the darkest depths
Too weak and feeling worn.
Facing her last, living breath
From scathed, she is reborn.

The ocean grants her power
Her life saved on a deal
That she too saves the ocean
By making souls her meal

As long as there's a balance
between people and the sea
The ocean lives forever
And the Sirens are left to be.

So if you meet a Siren
Know that she'd prefer
To get close by and walk with you
Though you look like food, to her.

For all that is the ocean
Is desperation and a bore
Sunning on rocks
Plotting the docks
All the while she implores

Please to have her legs back
To erase that fateful night
Begging to make the deal slack
Longing to make things right

A Siren was a woman,
not a mermaid in shining bloom
She saved herself from her mortal grave
But accepted her eternal doom

Yet through these weighted chains,
One hope restores her sails
That when the full moon shines
She can leave behind her scales.

The moonlight's in the bargain
It allows her toes into the sand
It returns to her, her pair of legs
And sends her to dry land.

Her end is understood.
She must still fulfill the deal.
To collect many living souls
Even if she lies and steals.

For without those precious souls
Her energy would shift
The World's ocean could no longer save her
And she'd slip down to the abyss

A place that she remembers
Those coldest, darkest depths
The river that began her fate
When Hades saved her death.

Dancing with the Dark Lord
Deals with Mother Earth
If only Sirens knew
what their deaths were really worth.
(CREDITS: Story by Connie Moretz. Photo by Alison Baziak)

21/07/2020

After swimming and searching,
A Pirate found me alone
I was 3 currents west from my current home
Knowing the waters, I'm still curious of land
When the Pirate reached toward me,
I took their hand
Hoisted into a net
I feared I became their pet
Then thrashing and shouting
"I'LL GET FREE, I BET!!"

"YOU SILLY FISH!"
The pirate yelled back,
"Don't you remember what I said under the boat shack?
Don't you want to ride on dancing horses?
I'm sure you'll get the knack. Don't you want to play like humans do and carousel horseback?"

Not knowing these new words,
Though my curiosity was heard
I settled down
Was carried to town...
Where I soon felt free as a bird!
-Siren Aja