The Narcissus in a New Way

Today’s prompt at dVerse felt like a continuation of my poem from Tuesday. How can I say more about those daffodils? But then I read the example poem: NARCISSUS AND ECHO by Fred Chappell, and heard myself say “How beautiful,” and thought, now I’m seeing in a different way.

Narcissus in Shade

Bloomed too early, that’s what y’all say
H’aint she heard they all been with her daddy

Not a bloomin’ to do that’ll set her apart
Might as well wilt with the breath of a shart

‘N wiltin’s good nuff if she’d look like she should
down in the bowin’ would do her some good

But she so stuck up with her face to the sun
Otta take her down before she can run

But all y’all should know she’s got grandaddy’s gun,
and she is her father’s most beloved son.

*I know I didn’t follow the rules exactly, but I want to thank Laura for the inspiration to push into my experience and use it on the page in ways I haven’t tried before to tell Narcissus’s story.