Reaching Out

Reaching Out

A Poem by mae23

Why should I chase after the blue sky, if I’ll never catch it?

Why run from the storm clouds, when they always follow me?


Constantly, they hover above me

Threatening downpour.

Their dark grey figures block sunlight

Covering me in darkness.


I can see the blue

Though it is always just out of my reach.

But it never seems that way.

It always seems

A mile

     A yard

A foot

     An inch

A breath away

But then I reach

    And reach

And reach

    And reach

And never seem to touch the blue

I flail, limbs waving wildly

Fingers grasping at nothing but storm clouds.


Then I am no longer reaching for blue sky

But for the surface of the water

For now I am drowning.


I look up

Frantic to find a way out.

My eyes are wild

And I can see them.

I can see myself

Drowning

Flailing

Reaching

I can see myself writhing in the water

But I do not reach out to help.


I am fascinated by the way my eyes bulge

The way my feet pump relentlessly

The way my body contorts as my lungs fill with water.

And I am back under the water

Begging myself to help

Hoping

Praying

Needing

Myself to help.


But the reflection of myself above the water’s surface does not save me from my misery.

Instead she looks up at the sky above her

At the threatening storm clouds

And decides to chase the blue sky ahead of her.

© 2017 mae23


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it was good but it will be awesome if u try to convey these emotions with rhyming ,

Posted 7 Years Ago


mae23

7 Years Ago

Interesting idea. Thank you.
I really like the format and use of words! Also the story inside this poem caught me. However maybe you could try to get a little more rhythm? That could make this poem more compelling.

Posted 7 Years Ago


mae23

7 Years Ago

Thank you! And I'll try that out!
flyingfree

7 Years Ago

By the way, how did you get that format to work? I tried it in my poem but it didn't come out right.
I liked the thoughts and the journey in the words. Life is lesson and more lesson. I liked the honest tone and the want of the words. Good to seek the blue sky when life become dark and gray. I did enjoy your work. You are a talented writer. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 7 Years Ago



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