There are some people who are so mild mannered, so innately nice, that they won’t even play chess, considering it to be too violent. There are very few of these folks, their numbers having been culled by the brutal, bloodthirsty, chess players.
Assorted verse, analyses, opinions and instructions on how to improve the Multiverse.
Blog Archive
-
▼
2019
(273)
-
▼
August
(68)
- Haiku #204
- The “Sudden Knock” Ploy
- The Fact of Faith
- Haiku #203
- Existential Conundrum One
- Faithal Question
- Haiku #202
- Haiku #201
- This Moment’s Thought
- Stock Tip O’ The Week
- Poetry 101
- Just A Thought
- The Supreme Irony
- Haiku #200
- Haiku #199
- Haiku #198
- Haiku #197
- Haiku #196
- Mindsets
- Haiku #195
- The Last Lotto
- “Z”
- Haiku #194
- Haiku #193
- Haiku #192
- P.O.V.
- Questions, Questions
- 7.0
- 6.9
- Haiku #191
- Haiku #190
- Haiku #189
- Taming Chaos
- 6.8
- Haiku #188
- Haiku #187
- Haiku #186
- Crippled Creation
- Haiku #185
- Haiku #184
- Haiku #183
- Haiku #182
- Haiku #181
- Haiku #180
- Haiku #179
- Haiku #178
- Haiku #177
- Haiku #176
- Haiku #175
- 6.7
- 6.6
- 6.5
- 6.4
- Haiku #174
- Haiku #173
- Haiku #172
- Haiku #171
- Haiku #170
- Haiku #169
- Chess: The Contest
- Origin Stories (example 1)
- Haiku #168
- Haiku #167
- Haiku #166
- 6.3
- 6.2
- Haiku #165
- Haiku #164
-
▼
August
(68)
No comments:
Post a Comment