[tabby title="Poem"] The global game has many moves,Some offer no advantage,Leaving questions what to manage,Zugzwang has all the bad groves. Casting us ‘tween rock and hard place,Like sailing Scylla and Charybdis,Hoping a great crisis to miss,Limiting loses via fate and...

[tabby title="Poem"] Thoughts rock about in Easter season,Beyond the colored eggs and sweets,A sense of wonder with cosmic tweets,An ethereal message like some beacon. Shining from a place of perfection,Perhaps an oasis in the dry sky,Accessed by the soul, if...

[tabby title="Poem"] (The Language of Trees) Under this exterior, carved into the trunk,Water transport—a hardwood canoe,That once carried us far, a true breakthrough,Transporting the merchants, and maybe a monk. The finding’s age, like a pyramid,Shows humans were in the New...

[tabby title="Poem"] Not free: the cost of peace,Hear the rumble in the sky,Ordnance exploding does not cease,Tranquillity’s not found as an ally. Religious warring claims oil and blood,No reverence found in this place,Violence advances as a flood,Crashing sounds across land’s...

[tabby title="Poem"] The planet’s mood is astir in March,Some rain, some snow, clouds and wind,Seasons move over a trembling arch,Storms and clouds blow unconfined. Not north or south, but o’er all the field,Seasons mixed, upside down,Chaos is loose, it will...