A roll of the dice
A flip of the coin
Red plastic cubes bouncing erratically
Across a felt-lined table
A metallic coin spinning end over end
In over oxygenated air
Thump.
Clunk.
They come to a stop
And you find yourself here
Free to flip or roll
Or stay and choose.
Yet perhaps your choice
Is but another’s roll
Across some cosmic table
Or flip
In some darksome void
“Nonsense!
I choose to flip or roll.”
Thump.
Clunk.
Oh... I really liked this metaphor, Fyodor... it provokes the mind in the deepest of ways!
ReplyDeleteAt the end of the day, it all depends of the choices we make! (fate or no fate)
A roll of the dice
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your opening instantly grabbed me, apt metaphor, well delivered work.
Thanks for the contribution to poets rally.
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This is so fun! John Wesley, the founder of Methodism, actually made his life's decisions by casting lots. St. Ignatius made his travels just by letting the donkey go where it wanted to go (for a time). Some folks really embrace fatalistism! Thanks for provoking the memories.
ReplyDeleteI'm going to play on the cosmic table now.
Dug the 'cosmic gambling' reference. Cool poem, great Rally Post.
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Taking chances...roll of the dice...great metaphors and imagery. Thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThis is an amazing background. I feel at peace. Nice poem as well. Happy rally!
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Life is a balance between risk-taking and planning it all out, isn't it? Great metaphor.
ReplyDeleteThe risk is the rush!!!
ReplyDeleteTaking the Road Less Traveled, Choosing this love over that one, challenging fate, tempting Lady Luck--I want to cast one die only, and then scientifically predict the odds of getting the same result with the second die. That's two lifespans, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteA wonderful and a fantastic piece of work...
ReplyDelete"yet perhaps your choice is but another's roll"...
Amazing :)
Life is full of gambling... lovely
ReplyDeletebeautiful and carefree in the flow. love it.
ReplyDeleteWow... you captured the thing about fate really well... loved the words -yet perhaps your choice is but another's roll..
ReplyDeleteOh, how I enjoyed the sound elements. Almost like I have a choice to hear, a choice to not hear. A choice to roll, a choice to courage, a choice to be chicken.
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You had me at "A roll of the dice, a flip of the coin." Such a great image of the risks we must take for our fate.
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Great poem! I'm of the opinion that fate gices us choices, and then takes us on a wild ride based on our actions.
ReplyDeletehm, loved the comparison between gambling and our real fate. "cosmic table" nice
ReplyDeleteNice comparison between the casting of dice or flip of coin to one's life.
ReplyDeleteSomewhat cynical, somewhat carefree - our fate tied into a chanced roll. It's almost liberating in the freedom it gives from having to make choices. I really enjoyed the metaphor, the words, and the sound of my fates being decided at the end.
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