Narcissus Poems - Poems about Narcissus

My mind hibernates in the void of cavernous complexity, wakes up in the sensual seasons of mystique living. The wild psyche forms a sleek and sly unique entity, as with whisper of intent hiss, dances the reptilian feeling. Within the deep cold layers many ancient secrets hide, the sinuous slither of the silent senses can’t find. Coiled in still shadows...

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Let those failed lights keep their starry darks, no hidden treasures have they – gems who hoard their sparks, as bushel a-cap heaven’s dearest light, blessed with angel appearance and nature now in free mirror fall kingdom sovereign pool of self worships self-love, that’s all -- ...

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Echo, you dizzy tramp, I’m searching for my soul; Echo, I won’t white picket fence my heart Inside your Jackie bag with brown rusty nails, I’m searching for my soul, Mirror images from the train windows kidnap me, I’m a white hermetic monstrosity The earth bleeds every spring, I steal the souls of things with my camera; O the awful love-pain of water reflections, O...

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Body being the sole focus, Every next person’s Narcissus, Every town a Pompeii, Me, mine everyone’s joy, And self, not the soul, joy’s locus. _____________________ Happenings |49.02.2019| self Poet’s note: Scan the malls and mark what most of the people buy. Increasing focus of today’s world seems to be one’s self, grooming, body care, and looking outwardly good, a selfish...

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"Wow! He's handsome", Narcissus would think as he gazed at himself from the brink Then he'd lean in to stare at the lovely lad there and that's how he'd wind up in the drink!...

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Collaboration with David Kavanagh Regret fuses form which echoes perception Handcuff to water as sought submerged reflection Anti duplicitous from own point of view Rejection offends but that says more about you Transformation on edge, background statuesque Self absorbed in pool, bilocation grotesque Feet disappear, as sacrificial bait The real catch lies behind, not quite checkmate The heterosexuals lurk muttering their vows Unable to...

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Peering into your eyes is like witnessing a Carravagio master for the first time, not quite clear, hazy, the Narcissus halo reflecting in those twin pools of deep azure moire silk, falling into their reach one remains secure for a while, above it all, assessing your cloud strewn sun dappled rivers, oh the temptation of it all, to touch what lies untouched underneath below that shining calmly moving surface carrying...

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So once again, you poor thing, did not appear To help me in the game of fall and rise It’s chilly to feel lost in mortal fear My heart is open to your most pernicious lies Relaxed reptile affects your idle brain Sad boy Narcissus speaks through you, he smiles From every mirror, frees of any pain His lips...

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All these years I tried to sugarcoat the pain you gave me I tried to understand your how’s Accept your when’s be absent in your where’s and ended up alone in my why’s I can’t even believe that I was able to melt I. was. Able. To. melt. In. your. Arms. You took all the safety from me All I could do...

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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...

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If you think that you are ready, And you’re feeling rather heady, Then this just might be the ticket that you need. Unlike onomatopoeia, It’s the meter that will see ya To the proper beat that others soon will read. For if you can get it going, Pretty soon it will be flowing, And your thoughts about the pattern will recede. If you like...

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Gazing into the water’s depth, I see not fish or stone, I only have eyes for what is my own My form and face, both grace the smooth pale surface My head swimming with my thoughts and my beliefs, I realize the man in the mirror water is the same as me. I look at him, expecting to be filled...

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If Narcissus had just been a female she would not have been infamous at all Admiring her locks in clear water she might have been anyone’s daughter...

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I think that I shall never see A poem near as nice as me. When I spy my own reflection Sultry suitors face rejection. Such noble brow, bright eyes flash blue My smile so suave, teeth twinkle too. Fine profile, Greek, ideal shot, Six pack of abs, my body’s hot. So long I’ll linger by this pool Though deemed one self-indulgent fool. A...

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every time that chameleon looks in the mirror ~ he disappears...

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