Chasing Shadows Poem by Rachel Mehrberg

Chasing Shadows



Forever racing raindrops, never reaching light,
Never stopping, never able, in this pointless game,
Forever chasing shadows, across the endless night.

A sliver of a moon, hardly glowing, hardly bright,
Roaring rain, howling wind, a beast that cannot be tamed,
And forever racing raindrops, never reaching light.

Is there a point, is there a purpose, to this perilous fight?
It will not bring grandeur, reap rewards, grant fame,
Only forever chasing shadows, across the endless night.

A lone star, faded and pale, flickering in fright,
Threadbare trees, desolate bushes, scattered, an archer without aim,
Forever racing raindrops, never reaching light.

Reaching the highest point, the peak, the finale in sight, only
To find yet another hill to scale, another obstacle, all the same,
Still forever chasing shadows, across the endless night.

Is there an end, was there a beginning, are there paths leading left or right
On this eternal one-way road, no passing time, no choices to its name?
Yet forever racing raindrops, never reaching light,
Forever chasing shadows, across the endless night.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Hans Vr 10 February 2012

Dear Rachel. If this is the first of your poems, you have really talent. You manage to express yourself very poetically in melodious verses. The rythm is frantic and the reader can feel the loss. It is good to write about about these moments of frustration but to me the real aim of poetry is to lift up spirits and to inspire people. Try also once to step aside, look at the bright side of life and write from that perspective.

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