Rallentanda

Rallentanda

Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Narcissus



he does not have Narcissus' physical beauty
but they share a couple of character flaws
self - love and vanity

where does this self delusion
and baseless self confidence come from

did mother convince
this neanderthal look alike
that the sun was shining
out of his dark nether region



arrogance and hubris
caused anger in the gods
nemesis turned narcissus into a flower

wonder what nemesis has in mind for the donald

Midweek Motif -  Poets United



12 comments:

  1. Perhaps, if we are lucky -- we will be around to bear witness to whatever is intended for the Donald.

    Hopefully, it is sooner rather than later.

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  2. I am laughing about the image of light shining out of his dark nether regions. Impossible! There is no light about this beast at all. But your poem made me laugh, and that's the important thing. How I needed to laugh this morning!

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  3. Why did I crack up at "the sun was shining
    out of his dark nether region"? You have a
    knack for words and images, poet! So unexpected.
    Excellent.

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  4. "this neanderthal look alike"...O My...haha....you've said it well :D

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  5. My goodness this is good! I like the image of the 'sun shining
    out of his dark nether region.'

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  6. This made me laugh out loud:
    did mother convince
    this neanderthal look alike
    that the sun was shining
    out of his dark nether region

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  7. I chose the same subject, but your poem is better. LOL. I love it.

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  8. Poor Neanderthal Donald, although methinks the Neanderthal would be insulted at being linked to him

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  9. Thank you Rall for saying what most of of feel. If only politicians would remember they serve the people not the other other way round.

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  10. Comparing that vile, odious, hideous turd to Narcissus is an insult to Narcissus. Hell, it is an insult to insults.

    Sorry... this was supposed to be about your poem, but whenever i see his face, something inside me dies.

    I do love your wit and wordplay. I just wish he'd go away.

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  11. The end line made me smile, though I too wonder

    much love...

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  12. striking poem, well-said. be nice if he turned into a flower -- all peaceful

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