Chasing Shadows – A Silent and Tragic Memory

Chasing Shadows

The perfect recollection

Of the moment

The one etched in time,

Written in stone,

Carved in the trees of the ancient forests

Unaware of uncertainty

When all things were as they should be

Before the damage was done

Unchanged lives

Objects in perpetual motion

Without collision

Untouched photographs of life

Memories perhaps,

But powerful enough to resurface again and again

Chasing shadows for far too long

Beyond my grasping reach

Silently mocking my feeble undertaking

Unwritten rules of abandonment

Thrust into a maelstrom of glass and steel

Settling dust and blood pooling on the pavement

That which was

Is suddenly no more

A last breath slipping into the atmosphere

Beyond a shadow of a doubt

Unseen, but not without second sight

Perpetually rewinding and replaying

Escape nothing more than a meaningless word

Casually tossed among vocabulary

As if it had never even been considered

Lines being cast off in succession

The departure now imminent

Yet the shadows continue spreading

All that remains of that thing some call family

Twisted car seats; one pink and one blue

Echoes of whispered intimacy

And silence…

Additional Readings:

Meaningless Tears – My Father’s Funeral

Neglect Leads to Loss

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R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all.I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed.I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another.I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me.I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

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