Giovanna Marasco Poems
|3.||A Missed Opportunity||5/11/2006|
|8.||A Punch To The Stomach||6/17/2006|
|11.||Mondays To Fridays||7/12/2006|
|22.||Inspired By The Reverie Of Poor Susan||4/20/2006|
|24.||Change Your Ways||5/12/2006|
|29.||The Ballad Of Echo And Narcissus||5/11/2006|
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The Ballad Of Echo And Narcissus
In a land far from here,
And deep in the past,
Lived a nymph who could talk
Without thought, long and fast.
This nymph's name was Echo,
And a beauty was she,
But her incessant chatter
Was like a disease.
The nymph forced Queen Juno
To cast on her a spell
And rid the poor, young Echo
Of her awful voice from hell.
Now all that she can say
Is that which others have said
And never now, again
The thoughts within her head.
With the passing of time
Echo rested in silence,
And from her forest abode,
Predetermined wrongs and rights
Govern each and every life.
Another law is introduced,
Your sense of self is now reduced.
Do we need so many rules-
Just to keep our kids in school?
If they weren't there
Would we be the same?
Living our lives inside this frame?