Cherish the Such

Sitting alfresco, with a screen open to the Daily On a fashionable stretch of street Lined with expensive everything where Scents of coffee roast, mingled with vanity Shiny hair flicking insults and smiles, as waiters Danced between tables of note Such is life, he wrote with a grin Beneath the image he sent to his wife Of himself and his morning café His last morning, as it was, of the way he saw life Looking back that moment quantified That life isn’t such isn’t that For some… The image captured a smug well-dressed executive In a comfortable life, enjoying the successes Enjoying a coffee and the freedom Enjoying life The image also captured a boy A boy in a chair A special chair, with wheels and gadgets and Controls just in reach Of a life just such Or perhaps just out of reach Melancholy swept over him in that moment Like witnessing the lowering of a casket of a loved one He wasn’t sure if it were the tears that Tendered an offer of concern from the waiter Or, the fact that he’d spilled his coffee He looked at the image again Cherish the such… Such is life he thought… For some Judy Konos Poetry Contest: C’est la vie Mark Trichet 6 Nov. 2014