Poems from the sky

A brace of dice, he whistled twice now let the games begin. At every turn your time will burn and every throw I’ll win. With eyes like ice, she whistles thrice reflecting in the moon. A double stays with the maze the change will strike you soon. A six and then another, it’s time to make the play.

Ignoring all the danger with no time to delay Defensive not offensive she stands aside the king. Protecting yet expecting the perils that may bring. Perfection an ideal match to win they bend the rules. Creating an illusion to fool the many fools.

A Brace of dice

Three paces up and one across then creeping by the guards. The deck is stacked - the board is packed but he holds all the cards. A passage to the wonderland the rabbit hole is near. Take the tumble, down they go ignoring all they fear. they find the place - a vivid space there’s a rainbow in the road.

Glitter diamonds sparkle the perfect new abode.

A brace of dice he whistles twice stage one first step clean slate a game begun - and never won just destiny and fate.