The Move

The Move

A Poem by Nothing Personal

There are far better worlds out there
Hazy, unclear , certainly not vivid
in a journey of tangible emotions
where God indeed can sit down
for a game of chess
the result determining
who will hold
the key to the world of unlimited possibilities and endless travel
in time so infinite and uncountable
that the clock hardly ticks.

I would like to think that my every move
on the white and black checkered board
controls the torque in the tug of war
between six people-
death, the priest, the eternal mistress,
the aging child, the faceless warrior and
the pied piper of course.

I would play,
I would watch their dance
go in a trance like state
dream and wake up
wake up and dream
in a night that is always a night
yet there is evening lights outside
rampant wind
and triumphant music.

As my white queen approaches the demolition
of God's black king
I notice all the squares in the board
reversing sides
and either I will lose when I should I have won
or the game will go on forever.
Dreams are a gentle reminder
how absurd reality is.

© Nothing Personal. March 29 2012.

© 2012 Nothing Personal


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. haha ! ... superbly written ... the list of six people is amazing ... the last two lines are the perfect closing lines ... i wrote something recently where i said ... "our egos prevent us from acknowledging life's potential for absurd aberrations" ...

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Oh yes those last two lines really say it all.. the poem as a whole really establishes all the oxymorons we face in life everyday.

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so interesting....I love the ending, that is truly like a dream, Alice in Wonderland-like, the reversal of black-and-white, the never accomplishing a win or a loss...
The six in the tug of war made me think, not sure all that you were implying, but it made me contemplate your meaning, which is what a good poem does. I felt the angst in life in our own mortality, spirituality, sexuality, family ties and also self-awareness ( the child within), the wars that rage within and the seduction of a society (and the consequent hypnotizing). Probably not what you meant at all, but like I said, it made me think!

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This Poem is Good enough that my "sense" of it as having a flaw (that probably IS just me and not real) when coupled with the real oversight that it actually does have ... has me saying "Damn!" quite for real.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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I like the way you framed the concepts and symbols in this piece. It doesn't drift as dreams do, so the reader can be on the playing board as well. Very well put together. Bravo.

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. haha ! ... superbly written ... the list of six people is amazing ... the last two lines are the perfect closing lines ... i wrote something recently where i said ... "our egos prevent us from acknowledging life's potential for absurd aberrations" ...

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