I Must Call On Life Beyond

The image reveals to its audience, four light slices of tall, stale bread Being held upright alongside five glasses of warm, thickening honey Filled to the very rim, coagulating as the bread stales due to time’s extended hold A long table embracing these entities, blurry life buzzes in the backdrop Neighboring me close, waiting to pervade me Stands Opportunity, ambrosial in sight and smell—sticky in persistence Opportunity is multitudinous, overflowing, enticing—though often overwhelming Days pass and Opportunity lingers in different shades Bright orange in corroding inspiration, spread around and behind Even dark shades of its power peak out of the glasses waiting to break Waiting to release its freedoms upon me—to freshen, moisten my stale existence I continue to stand in equal portions, life outside a mere haze Distorted shapes afar…tranquil colors of whites, silvers and greens They giggle, for as time passes, Opportunity is still good Not I—no; I must stand wait forever on this wooden surface Drying and aching for the moisture I cannot dream to touch Though perhaps if life outside becomes clearer, a hand will reach for us, And I will be drenched in the generous overflow…a nourishment for all I know For Giorgio A. V.'s Contest : Ekphrasis Contest 01 This was fun! Hope I followed the rules okay!