Day 21 of NaPoWriMo/GloMoWriMo and I do sometimes feel the tiredness of the marathon runner. I didn’t notice it so much in NapoWriMo2017. Perhaps I have kept more studiously to the Poem a Day prompts in NaPoWriMo2018? I certainly have felt stretched into less comfortable poetic places on more days than last year. I have been busier, not able to lavish as much time on the product as last year, too. I worry about being a bit slap dash or hackneyed.
Today’s prompt looks at the myth of Narcissus. Here goes:
Behold
Even narcissi
shall wither and die.
The mirror never really
lies.
It may be open
to interpretation,
bit wind ravages
even that flirtation.
The cold will bow shoulders,
making you look older.
Sunshine betrays more detail.
it’s not so easy to evade
the echo of the beauty,
the cause for sighs.
They do say it’s in the ‘I’
of the beholder.
Copyright 2018 Bee Smith
While you might feel rushed with your prose, it certainly doesn’t come across! I’m blown away by these daily offerings, and they don’t feel half done at all.
Oh, and I’m jealous – we don’t even have any daffodils yet for the wind to ravage.
And I’ve been meaning to pop in and say, love the revamped look here. Best of luck coming into the home stretch!
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Ah, someone noticed the revamp! Thank you for your kind words, too. It keeps the pen primed!
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I have to say, seeing the revamp hurt my brain for a moment… LOL! There is also a slight possibility I refreshed the page, thinking it was the bandwidth fairies misbehaving. But once I figured it out, I realized how much I liked what you’ve done with the place. 😊
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