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Echo and Narcissus  

Mariana_Trench_ 50F
1973 posts
4/11/2010 6:04 pm
Echo and Narcissus
What brings one to the other? To the other?

The fickle whim of the Gods. Of the Gods.

Is it how the curl
falls across her forehead?
Falls across her forehead?

Is it how his eyes slide...

across her smooth shoulders
to glance aside, hesitating?

Across her smooth shoulders
to glance aside, hesitating?

Is it how she knew his voice...

Had been hearing it in her dreams.
Had been hearing it in her dreams.

And he called

Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?

She repeated the last word, "You?"


Here/Hear

She is!

She is!

She is!

His soul embraced... The certainty. The certainty.

It shouted: Mine. Mine. Mine.

Her soul replied: Yours. Yours. Yours.

And no one is ever going to
love you more than I do.
Love you more than I do.

But there - he was. He was, there. But..

Frustrated, because they spoke (but)

A different way of speaking.
A different way of speaking.

So where do we leave it? We leave it.

He tried to
embrace it,
embrace it,

but when
He touched it
it disappeared.

Disappeared

Dancing on the riverbank,
nodding in the sun.
Nodding in the sun.
A lovely white flower grew.

"Narcissus" by Hungarian painter Benczúr Gyula, painted 1881



Fingertouch123 44M

7/23/2011 2:18 am

 Lovely! As one who has studied the Ancient Greeks and all kinds of Mythology, I find your sight very interseting. There's no doubt I will come back for more. You will find my blog interesting, on Psycho-Astrology in quirky form.
Be well...


Mariana_Trench_ 50F
4396 posts
4/13/2010 7:13 pm
    Quoting  :
You are a sexy mofo, that is for sure.

MT


Mariana_Trench_ 50F
4396 posts
4/12/2010 5:35 am
    Quoting loadeddice00:
    yOU ARE amaZING!!!!!

    MT!!!! yOU never cease to do one better!!!!!

    I don't read poetry.... I don't even really understand it!!!! But you my precious pet are sumthin.....

    This is better than the time you put me to sleep!!!!!

    ALL MY DEVOTION!!!!! this place is getting demanding.... have I gone commercial?????
Are you selling space on your blog to Pepsi-Co? or McDonalds?

You did spend some time promoting action figures and Disney Corporation Theme Parks. Did you get commission?

How about the old adage: you put into something what you get out of it. In other ways, if you feel it's too demanding, demand less of it and put less into it.

Although, your many adoring fans will be disappointed.

Glad you liked the poem. I might tweak it some today. Last night when I wrote it I was fairly exhausted.

MT


loadeddice00 51M

4/11/2010 11:31 pm

 yOU ARE amaZING!!!!!

MT!!!! yOU never cease to do one better!!!!!

I don't read poetry.... I don't even really understand it!!!! But you my precious pet are sumthin.....

This is better than the time you put me to sleep!!!!!

ALL MY DEVOTION!!!!! this place is getting demanding.... have I gone commercial?????
Dice has felt the need to improve your boring blog???????


loadeddice00 51M

4/11/2010 11:28 pm
    Quoting FitAndFun321:
    This is obviously why the gods invented blogs -- so that the less talented of us can feel like we have been sifting through garbage and have come across a diamond.
I am the reason....blogs were invented!!!!!

THANK YOU VERY MUCH\!!!!
Dice has felt the need to improve your boring blog???????


Mariana_Trench_ 50F
4396 posts
4/11/2010 9:08 pm
    Quoting FitAndFun321:
    This is obviously why the gods invented blogs -- so that the less talented of us can feel like we have been sifting through garbage and have come across a diamond.
You are too, too kind. And you know, I fancy some odd gems, myself. Are you familiar with black opals? They are also known as Boulder Opals (many being found in Colorado.) Or, are you familiar with tsavorite? How about chrome diopside? How about carnelian? How about watermelon tourmaline? Crazy lace agate? Anyway...one of these days you should read my poem "Circe," if you are into gemstones and rocks. I'd actually say it might be one of the best things I've ever written. God I have an ego the size of a diamond mine. LOL Anyway, welcome, and please come back often. I promise to write more cool stuff, in between the pictures of flowers and boobies. Not that the world couldn't use plenty of pictures of flowers and boobies. Right?

MT


FitAndFun321 62M  
6104 posts
4/11/2010 8:29 pm

 This is obviously why the gods invented blogs -- so that the less talented of us can feel like we have been sifting through garbage and have come across a diamond.


Mariana_Trench_ 50F
4396 posts
4/11/2010 8:09 pm
    Quoting christylovesfun:
    I'd like to think that one day she can recover herself ... because he totally wasn't worth it!
I think this is the classic case of co-dependent relationships, besides all that other psych 101 stuff.

But yes, you're right. This was, believe it or not, a 'request' from another blogger. Yes, a request that I write a poem based on this myth. He's a really odd bird, that other blogger. Do you know "loaddice00?" I'm pretty sure his reference to himself as Narcissus was meant to be at least half-way tongue in cheek. Let's hope!

MT


christylovesfun 51F  
16880 posts
4/11/2010 7:35 pm

 I'd like to think that one day she can recover herself ... because he totally wasn't worth it!
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale
Her infinite variety. Other women cloy
The appetites they feed, but she makes hungry
Where most she satisfies. For vilest things
Become themselves in her, that the holy priests
Bless her when she is riggish. ~~ from Antony & Cleopatra


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