Narcissus
Still, waters reflected his great beauty
Time lost all meaning as he stared each day
Unable to function his vanity
Preoccupied him in a frightful way.
Narcissus cherished his long golden hair
Adoration for his own countenance
His passion was focused he did not share
To others he displayed indifference.
Daylight and moonlight he sat by the pool
Glimpse of his reflection was all he craved
Starving and weak he was played for a fool
Nothing to be done he could not be saved.
Narcissus went to a watery grave
He joined his reflection neither was saved.
Copyright © Delice Arleen Skelly | Year Posted 2023
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