Echo/Narcissus

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For my poetry project at the end of the year, I had to write a nature myth poem based off a movie. The Movie sucked and half of the information was wrong. So If you hate this poem;BLAME THE MOVIE, not me



Narcissus is a hunter

He never loved anyone until he saw his reflection

(Now he uses his bow to hunt for dates in the underworld.He couldn't find one.Even the ghost girls didn't want him. Leo Valdez reference anyone???No Moving on)


Echo was a nymph She talked WAY to much


Hera is the queen of the gods

She was looking for Zeus

She tried to ask Echo if she had seen him

But all Echo did was talk

and talk and talk


Hera being in a hurry

(and very impatient)

cursed Echo

so that all she could do

was repeat the last words she had heard

Echo saw Narcissus hunting; She fell in love with him

She wanted to tell him how she felt but could not.

Narcissus was talking his reflection
He thought it was the prettiest person he had ever seen

Echo saw her chance to tell him how she felt

Narcissus said "I love you" to his reflection,

Echo repeated his words.


Now Even more fascinated,

he reached out to touch his reflection

When he touched the water, the reflection disappeared

Narcissus leaned forward, he fell and drowned to death.


Echo ran out from her hiding place

She tried to save him, but it was too late

She could only repeat his last words,"Don't Leave me."(That is what the movie said)

She eventually faded until all that could be heard was her voice.

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So When we had to watch this movie, My friend who is the co-writer of the misadventures of Eliza and Sadie, we were both laughing the whole time and making random Leo Valdez comments. The other video we could chose from was the Hades/Persephone thing. We were talking to each other about what was wrong with it. Once again, HALF of the information was wrong. And everybody in the class was complaining cuz of the assignment, but we were like this is so easy. We couldn't help it

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