THOUGHTS OF YOU IN DAYS OF FEAST AND FAMINE
The table is laden
Yet I remain empty
A delight for the senses
Pale green vases
Overflow with fresh flowers
The plates placed on linen
The crystal sparkles
The silver polished
Napkins neatly folded
Music is heard in the background
There is an air of expectation
Will you come
Will there be laughter
Will we remember
When our cups runneth over
Bellies full
Those were the days
We were comfortable then
We gave little thought
To what was to come
The emptiness of days
The end of time
And now
The table is sparse
Laid bare
Like my soul
Yet I do not want
My days are full
My heart keeps time
With the beat of the clock
Thoughts of you fill my every hour
The hole you dug remains empty
June 28, 2018
Lillian is hosting Tuesday Poetics at dVerse today, the virtual pub for poets, asking folks to write a poem that somehow deals with opposites or uses the literary device of antithesis. One can include simple words in opposition happy/sad, inside/outside; or describe one event from two opposite viewpoints. The opposition can happen in one poem; different stanzas; or even two short poems. Folks are free to be creative….as long as they deal with opposites! For a different take on the prompt, a satirical one, go to my second post, Mishmash Succotash. Pub opens at 3 PM Boston time….come join us and write in opposites or just read along!
annellannell 
Beautiful last line and words leading up to it.
Thank you so much for your comment.
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An empty table, but a full soul, a full day. Wonderful, Annell!
Thank you Miss Sherry!
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A sad ending on this. Sometimes we realize mentally, all we have, but there is still that nagging emptiness.
Thank you so much for your comment. The emptiness remains…..