Apr 21, 2016 Free Verse, NaPoWriMo, Original Poetry

What the Pool Saw
(Poem From Point of View of Narcissus’ Pool)
©April 21st, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram

I am loved.

I know this to be true, because
When a beautiful young man
Leaned over, and gazed at me,
His eyes were a mirror
In which I beheld my
Own true beauty, my
Sky-clad translucence.

Entranced, I gazed back.
Gaia had sent him to me.
My loneliness now arose
Like mist from a dream
And vanished in sunlight.

And I contrived to keep him
In my thrall, despite the ripples
That disturbed my gleam
Despite the dream threatening
To sweep him away into
The chasm yawning beneath him,
Where he would’ve lost to me.
And somewhere, I heard
A forlorn voice, cascading
Like a silver waterfall
From the lonely mountains.

But I gazed at myself in his
Deep, brimming eyes, and
Was utterly
Lost.

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And the NaPoWriMo prompt for Day 21:

And now, for our prompt (optional as always!) Just as Rosa Jamila’s poems often sound like they come out of a myth or fairy tale (and not always one with a happy ending), today I challenge you to write a poem in the voice of minor character from a fairy tale or myth. Instead of writing from the point of view of Cinderella, write from the point of view of the mouse who got turned into a coachman. Instead of writing from the point of view of Orpheus or Eurydice, write from the point of view of one of the shades in Hades who watched Eurydice leave and then come back. Happy writing!

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