in chess no one sees
every possibility
once you make a mistake
it's past
and you can't take it back
spine-chilling
headlines
on the cusp of war
will it remain as words
or become something more
the sirens sounding
for the Clarksville tornado
how quickly the cloud changed
into a white funnel
of terror
Erie, PA, 2024
after the eclipse we drove
to the bicentennial tower,
its two-hundred steps
more than any of us
could climb in one breath
remembering
the January 6th insurrection
I will not pardon
the snow's return
nor shake its icy hand
Welcome to
the 52nd state
of US healthcare
I hope you've been dealt
a rich set of cards
broken promises
if Santa had you on his list
you'd have enough coal by now
to heat the entire world
until the end of time
in chess no one sees every possibility once you make a mistake it's past and you can't take it back