A Game Of Chance?
We start at Square 1 – default position for all pieces.
We throw a die.
We move from square to square, space to space; occupied, unoccupied. We meet, greet, send opponents spiralling back 6 spaces. Move onwards and up.
Win second prize in a beauty contest: Castle the King. Decide that the Candlestick was the weapon of choice and cross the finishing line in the Green Horse.
Are we just Scrabbling in the dark?
Shining our torches on random ‘triple-word’ scores
In the hope that ‘quazajx’
Will win the game
Save the day
Carp the diem?
Or are we just pawns
On a chequered path
moving slowly towards a checkmate of sorts.
Are we orange Revels?
Or stale biscuits
Past our prime?
Are we asking Mr. Wolf the time
Much too often
As of late?
Are we just broken twigs
After the walker has passed by
One more remove from life’s journey?
Are we the sunset
Rather than the sunrise?
Are we nearing a conclusion?
Rather than asking those probing questions as we did long ago?