Nothing changes!

Nothing changes!

A Poem by andrew mitchell
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nonsense to describe the title!

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As the black knight
Wrestles with the night, black.
The white Knight
Sun-bakes during the day , white.

Meanwhile,
The Sun and Moon
Are not talking. 
Clouds move in
To settle the fight
Rain is eminent, tears
Lightning and thunder ensure, loud.
Still not talking.

in the end,
Black knight returns black, tired.
White knight now red, retires.
The Moon and Sun
In respective corners;
Still not talking.

© 2015 andrew mitchell


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A interesting chess game. Both Knights finding place and ending. Thank you Andrew for the entertaining poetry.
Coyote

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much for your time CP
Coyote Poetry

9 Years Ago

You are welcome.
Sounds like a long and arduous game of chess Andrew.

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Hope you enjoyed thanks John
Ahh, the eternal struggle between light and dark, awesome!!

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Thank you marcus for your review
what an excellent allegory here..."in respective corners/ still not talking"

such a great play on words here...i really like your style of writing.

j.

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Thank you Jacob for your review as I do like your styles of excellent writes
This is really a cute and jaunty write. Kudos to you for this one Andrew. Valentine

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Oh thank you so much Kathie lol:)
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I've always thought nature reflected people or the other way around. The moon and sun sound like a lot of people I know.

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

You got it so right lol its not always the moon and sun Thanks Autumn

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