Combining with MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie’s Sunday Writing Prompt based on the title The Unmaking of A Dream.
Credit: MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie
Narcissist so loved himself first,
Blond hair, chiseled jaw, self-love burst.
Down by the pool, his special place —
He dreams of his attractive face.
He can’t find one person with grace–
Enough to see, they’re not on par.
He’s been granted magnificence; his looks they compel,
Admiration from men and women; he loves but himself.
Liriope his mother so gorgeous,
Son of river god, Cephisesus.
Brave hunter disdainful of love,
To proud to care for anyone.
Such was his vainness, he upset —
Nemesis; doesn’t regret —
His reflection, his greatest lust; adrift selfish and vain,
He resents sweet Echo’s presence, her heart aching, her pain.
Some say the nymph she dwindled,
Echo Narcisse’s swindled.
“Leave me alone,” his haughty —
Tone made her stomach squirm, distraught.
She begged, she blathered, she touched him;
But he threw off her hands, voice grim,
She echoed his words; he was entranced in his visage;
No mirror, but a pool’s reflection made Echo livid.
No, the rude hunter did not fade,
Nor waste away with longing gaze.
Echo did not wander until her —
Melodic voice was gone — unheard.
Stomping her foot in anger’s blaze,
She clutched Narcisse’s Hair enraged;
Drowning him in love-lorn grief; a pool of dreams his final grave,
Nemesis concurred, the hunter was best dead; self-love decayed.
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