A Game of ChessA Poem by Amy Craig BeasleyOk - this week - the pantoum -A game of chess -that’s all Pieces played forward in line- Work the pawns-protect the queen. In my black and white garden of time Pieces played forward in line- And then the knight arrives In my black and white garden of time A mighty thought--Survive And then the night arrives The clock- it tics and tocs A mighty thought--Survive A bishop moves -- stop And the clock-it tics and tocs The castle moves to nine A bishop moves --stop In my black and white garden of time The castle remains at nine Someone says, “Let’s dine.” My black and white garden of time Statues still --aligned Someone says, “Let’s dine.” The queen--she heeds the call Sound surrender and fall A game of chess--that’s all © 2013 Amy Craig Beasley |
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Added on March 10, 2013 Last Updated on March 10, 2013 AuthorAmy Craig BeasleyGreenville, SCAbout....daughter - sister - auntie - niece -cousin - wife - mother - friend - - writer - teacher -artist - student - gardener - - cook .... one who listens who hears One who looks and sees .. more..Writing
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