My Move

“In life, as in chess, forethought wins.” – Charles Buxton


David Maverick © 2007

 

Strategy must play out slowly
protection is tantamount
but so is lethal aggression

the squarely stark contrasts
of extreme dark and light
laid out before me
stir my essence
fire my soul
rally my spirit
ignite my wonder
whet my imagination
engage my player’s drive

with the need to be right
absolutely

wholly wrapt – I ponder
I scheme
I calculate

I can feel sweat
on the verge

but I must not

to show vulnerability
to hint at fear
is deadly

I must stay cool

this situation
is at once familiar
yet it feels
exotically foreign

strange
dangerous

caught in the grip
of debilitating angst
I also feel the stir
of indignation

does he think me a fool
that I would fall for his ploy
be drawn into his trap
his feeble transparent gambit

I will not

but I feel a longing
as I search for discovery
praying I have not
exposed my hand

anxiety gnaws at my resolve
the sensation
of a hollow
empty place
deep within
echoing with uncertainty

but I embrace the moment

I believe I see his truth
his diabolical vision

it is offering me
just enough answer
that I combust
with questions

but I feel they are
the right questions
to unlock my truth
to guide my path

while I’m held
suspended in inquiry
transfixed
by this beautiful mystery
suddenly — I feel elevated
by insight
impaled by vision

yes – yes
I see it
I see it clearly
my perfect move

I must make it boldly
but carefully
because everything rides on this

why am I so intense
you wonder

is this a matter
of life and death
you ask

oh no
my friend
oh no

it is far more serious than that

*
rob kistner © 2021

Poetry at: The Sunday Muse

Poetry at: poets & stortellerd

Poetry Inspired by Ecological Change: Earthweal

 

40 thoughts on “My Move”

    1. Thank you Helen. I write kind of like playing chess. I start with an idea, a game plan that sparks the first move/words, then I start playing/writing until I find the way to conclude… VICTORY! 🙂

  1. LOL–this is what it felt like to watch certain-people-who-shall-not-be-named play in college. And it’s still both fascinating and frustrating. 🙂

  2. “it is offering me
    just enough answer
    that I combust
    with questions” … Fantastic.

    Also this:
    “protection is tantamount
    but so is lethal aggression
    the squarely stark contrasts”

  3. Oh, how I identified with this, Rob! I was born fiercely competitive, and I’ve spent my life trying to be a gracious loser. A game of “Old Maid” can leave me anxious!! Good write!

    1. Bev, I fully understand what you are saying – I am also competitive, and have had to learn how to accept defeat. I have been served enough loss to practice with… 🙂 …but we have learned to carry on haven’t we my friend.

  4. Life is like a chess game too, isn’t it? sometimes it’s lucky, sometimes you come up against a grandmaster. 🙂
    Thanks for pointing me to the Yes song.

    1. Very much so cheong lee san. I also can find comparisons to creative endeavors to share traits with chess. You are welcome regarding the Yes song. I found their music portfolio to be smattered with some excellent work, like this one for example… 🙂

    1. Thank you Sherry. I feel writing poetry to be a bit like chess. The empty page perhaps like a fresh board. You have to determine your game strategy, your topic and style/form you want to use. Then make your first move, your first words. As the game or the write moves forward, what changes might you need to make. Then how do you finish out the final few moves, or final edits. Thd goal to have had a game well played, or a piece well written. Of course, you could take anything one dndeavors to do in life, and compare it to chess. that’s a fascinating thing about chess.

      1. Periods and commas, punctuation in general, just clutter things up Shay — and are only for the unimaginative! I let folks add their own dots, lines, and squiggles… 😉 I feel line breaks and blank lines are more effective — IMHO

  5. The reader can feel the tension running through the writers mind and pen. It has a fight or flight response. I could feel my pulse speed up a bit as I was reading. Seeing it clearly takes great insight and yes it’s far more serious than we realize.

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