Ode To a Twin
There is little difference between us.
It is as if Narcissus gazed again
to catch a glimpse of us for just a moment;
ourselves as echoes
Created from a common seed, divided.
Tiny ripples reflecting back at me.
Is this the way Narcissus felt, forever
gazing in a pool?
Living portrait of whom I see as me.
My perfect duplicate in flesh and blood
Where I end you start, and seem to be
my echo and ripple.
Sapphic Ode.
For Skat's Ode Contest
OCTOBER 2018,ANY FORM,ANY THEME,UPTO A MAX OF 20 LINES
Contest Judged: 10/7/2018 2:26:00 PM
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
First Place
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