A Hunter of Shadows

"a hunter of shadows, himself a shade"... Homer

A Hunter of shadows…


Dawn, at shadows birth
cast upon minds of those on earth.
Rising a man, a hunter still
 grasping at shades, to  joy fulfill.

Looking upon another’s dreams
to one would be hopeless it seems,
A foolish hunter reaches again
to only pull back an empty hand.

Happiness not snared in objects gained,
that  someone else’s sweat has stained.
Nor found in talents others display,
that cease like light at end of day.

Another’s joy, or peace, or light,
elusive game in endless flight,
With paper arrows and stringless bow,
piercing a vapor, no prize to show.

 A hunter of shadows, himself a shade,
searching in corners, where is hope made?
The answer each day his own mirror would cry,
as seeking in vain, he’d simply pass by..

Author's Note

I read the quote somewhere and liked it, so...i wrote a poem..(it's what we do..:-))

Reviews

[Wildfleour]

I adored the 4th stanza, and yes, the entire poem. I just wrote a poem about Hope and Grace. Will post it.....

[Cool Handless Luke]

Great job taking a quote I love as well and expanding on it in poetic form. Another fine write!

[Gheeneil]

We are all hunters of shadows and what seems to be elusive is when we turn out to be our own shadows. This piece speaks so much about life. Each word and each line were well-thought of. Just profoundly beautiful!

[Tracie Skarbo]

Happiness not snared in objects gained,
that someone else’s sweat has stained.
Nor found in talents others display,
that cease like light at end of day.
Another’s joy, or peace, or light,
elusive game in endless flight,
With paper arrows and stringless bow,
piercing a vapor, no prize to show.

Love this ... excellent job !!

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This is a brilliant bit of work. It speaks volumes of self respect and honor. WE must become the things we admire and in the process find a love of self. Not a self-serving " I'm the best thing since peanut butter) kind of vanity, but a deep satisfaction in our hearts and minds that we are fulfilling every ounce of our God given potential every day of our lives. We must give our lives purpose and meaning for life to have purpose and meaning. So the journey begins each day at our own doorstep, not someone else's. That is what I got from this read. Just wonderful.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I must say you took a intriguing quote and turned it into a mind stimulating read, the search of a man never satisfied ends up being a man without anything real to believe in and live for.