What is opportunity?

What is opportunity?

A Story by joe

This opportune. Fate ever changing, one life all too predictable. Strange to wonder a different lifetime. When I could easily determine not only my state of place but mind in a different dimension, vice my own.

Behaving one dimensional in comfort, is soothing in waves of outward phlegmatic presentation. However it is eerie and cumbersome in its self-pragmatic trans of loll. 

Moving as  if entranced, straying from the missing reality, hasted past what is not a haze of an image. 

Attention is given, from a moment’s breather. 

Fooled I was, In the midst of illusion’s ease, I was. 

Privilege of neglect over-granted. 

My sight  was exceeded. Mistaken, I am now forlorn. 

The sounds of rain hitting cold cement  from a distance misrepresented for the crackles of a warm fire being kempt ablaze. 

A lamenting reminder  of opportunity lost when the hand that held me was but placed and not clutched by the fervency I held within.

In this moment of solitude I even wish to be by your side in regret for not grasping you when you called me your’s. 

Humble and subtle I stumble is my personality. Humph... you were more than a trip and  so I fell worse than the cascading leaves of fall.

Erratic and iridescent is what you got me phasing.

Still living under a sun and so you follow me like a shadow.

Your face... the memory of your dimensions which brought me out of that monotony that swallowed you whole. The weary repetitiveness and tiresome boredom which left you with a reason to look for excitement. 

Bury me now..So what is this if you are but a mirage to me now… Headrest lying south. 

Bedhead awakening, everything made so hard when you left me to myself. Even just getting up in the morning to remind myself, I am not hollow

Funny thing waking up on my own. I maintain a professional structure unwavered; however things remain placid without the eccentric essence of your everyday motion. 

What a loss of opportunity  this moment is to wonder a different lifetime vice my own...

© 2016 joe


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Sorry - but its got to make sense!
I can see there is something in there so work hard on it and let someone check it out for you before posting it! Or maybe I'm just missing something.
Alan

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

joe

8 Years Ago

I changed the format.
Hopefully it helps for you to relate.

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