Narcissus Dreaming
21 #naPoWriMo
At wit’s end
Deep falls desperate
Over the edge
To the well of Narcissus
She sees a flower
Its face like her own
Yet ripples form wrinkles
& gravity takes her
Down into darkness
Sinking, she dreams
Of sweet long ago
Waking, to see true blood in her vain
Wonderful way of telling the tale 🙂
Thank you Annie. The Napowrimo prompts are doing my head…roll on end of April….
I agree, the last few prompts have been challenging. I went off prompt a few times. All good fun, though ?