Of Chess and Life

Another old poem. This is a short one from a couple years ago. It’s a bit edgy, but I like it.

Of Chess and Life:

Oh how comforting and peaceful

To be enslaved by the dance

While pondering the next move

Within its’ world entranced

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Heated with passion

Ruthlessly cold

In defensive fashion

Aggressively bold

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Predicting in vain

How your plans will unfold

Ridiculous pleasure

Agony untold

.

Nikolay Terekhin

A Bird

Flittering, twittering, flapping its wings

Whistling, bristling, gaily it sings

Clicking and beeping my camera pings

Sending my subject away on its wings

I got a few photos of a bird. I only had a couple seconds for each shot, so I wasn’t able to get a good crisp shot with the focus set properly. Looking forward to improving and catching good shots of birds in the future.

I really like the lighting in this one, but the focus is off.
The focus is off on this one, as well.

To My Wife

I can fight a great war, and lose every battle
Ride a mighty steed, and fall off of my saddle
Sail across the ocean just to watch my boat sink
Pilot an airplane just to crash it in one blink
Build a reaching tower that crumbles in one day
Plant a fragrant flower that withers and turns gray
Lose all my money, all my fortune and my fame
Attain no achievement and deserve no acclaim
Become shriveled and withered, crushed, broken, and lame
If all of this happens and you love me the same
Then my life is not worthless and hope will remain
– Nikolay Terekhin