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The Golden Mere

He was staring when we first met
staring back at himself in a mere
it was time I be more daring
I step out from behind a tree
he turns his head toward me
quickly
I duck behind the tree
I gingerly make my way back out
he is gone
I walk up to where he last sat
and look down into the clear water
the most perfect face stares back at me
I take a step closer
it’s not my face
I feel something like butter milk beneath my feet
I take a step back
a small narcissus flower lay on the ground













flat and
broken.





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Muzee3 said...
Jan. 28, 2012 at 8:01 am
Beautiful style of writing. Keep it up!
 
Ella1 replied...
Jan. 29, 2012 at 11:38 am
thank you!
 
Choosing2Live4Christ said...
Jan. 13, 2012 at 8:24 pm
that. was not the ending I expected, ha :P but i like it! except the smushed flower part :-/
 
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