i am the sun
seeking the moon ever-elusive,
the harder i seek you,
my rays piercing every inch of sky-blue expanse,
the sky whitened and me-
an angry orange ball of fury,
seething
while you hide behind this cloud
or that billow of fluff
and wear me out,
coolly setting my fiery eye to rest
at nightfall
and then you shimmer teasingly
once more
and i rise up
to chase after you
yet again.
P.S: Linked as a Real Toad to the Imaginary Garden for a Fireblossom Friday (http://withrealtoads.blogspot.in/2013/03/susan-says-stretching-comparisons.html)
rash-me-ramble 
Hi Rash, I love this poem! You linked and left a message at Wednesday’s “Susan Says”–so re-link on Fireblossom Friday. I know she will want to read this neat chase poem!
Good to know you liked it, Susan. Will relink on Fireblossom Friday.
Sighhhh…. I would like to catch the moon too, she does shimmer so teasingly! I like how you’ve portrayed the relationship of the sun and the moon, the king and queen of the sky.. like he’s in love with her, and she is playing hard to get. Fabulous!
🙂 thought you’d like it, the moon being your special darling 😀 actually, meant the sun to be she and the moon to be the coquettish he 😛 like gender inversions 😉
Ooops! I totally inverted the poem then i guess!! But the sun a ‘he’? Really? Now i’m goin to have to read the whole thing again….!!
🙂 how can I be, but the hotheaded sun?! Yes, read again, please
Ok ok, i get your point but the ‘he’ moon hiding behind a billow of fluff?? And shimmering teasingly? I’m seriously confused!! Oh well, i did surprise myself earlier by thinking i’d got what you were saying in the first read. Silly me 😀
Tee hee hee