White Knight

Black against white

A single piece

Standing on the chessboard

Alone in a crowd of foes

 

His head is delicately carved

The lively eyes

The flowing mane

A worthy knight in pure marble

 

He charges ahead

Protecting his king and his queen

Protecting the bishop and the rook

Protecting all that he held dear

 

Yet it was the little ones

He defended with his blood

Indeed, it was the little ones

The defenseless pawns

 

For pawns could be queens

He knew deep in his heart

And for the greater good of the war

He would gladly sacrifice

 

Every step he took

For his friends and goodness

Every minute he endured in darkness

For light and purity

 

Yet every breath, every hour was a torment

Until at last he set down his burden

And lay, broken and abandoned

At the side of the board

 

He had left the battlefield, finally

To his final destiny

His pawn had reached the end

And become queen

 

And a strange emotion welled up

Within the marble knight

His task was done

He could finally rest in peace

 

His companions were safe

His king unharmed

He had not a care in the world

Free he was in heart

 

He had made mistakes along the way

Errors he acknowledged

Perhaps it was meant to be so

He had no regrets

 

As he finally stood before his king

His heart was glad and proud

Pure he remained in spirit

And light he was of mind

 

For in his heart

The marble knight knew

He had been a white knight

After all

Author's Note

This is a poem going along with the whole "I can't think about chess pieces the same way ever again..." I am NOT telling you who this is tributed to, although I suppose I made myself kinda clear (or did i??? haha)

Reviews

[Becky]

This. is. marvelous.

That is all I have to say.

100/100

[Legolas]

Great poem. Its about time someone wrote a poem about chess. I love chess. I don't have anyone to play with so I don't play a lot. Wonderful job.

[Rose of Gondor]

thank you. :D I'm not sure if you noticed, but this is a character tribute (for lotr, too :D we may have different perspectives on this point though...)! I love chess too! I wish I could play with you....

[Legolas]

I did kind of notice. I wish I could play with you as well.

[Rose of Gondor]

Did you have a guess?

[Rose of Gondor]

:D

[Kaiodem]

This was absolutely lovely. I always appreciate poems where inanimate objects are brought to life and given a purpose, and you surely exceeded my expectations. You are a great poet, and I can't wait to read more of your poems.

My favorite is your last stanza:
For in his heart
The marble knight knew
He had been a white knight
After all


Makes me in awe!!

[Rose of Gondor]

To tell you the truth, this one is actually my favorite poem of all time in my portfolio. It started out as a strange idea, and then I tried putting them to words. :D Thanks for the kind review! I have, however, less giving life to inanimate objects in some other poems, because I write whatever I feel. :D Thank you, and you brought a smile to my lips in a hard time!

[Rose of Gondor]

OH, and that's my favorite stanza too!

[Wondering Mind]

A lovely tale of the protector Knight..Chess is a stimulating, blood-less battle.

[Aeternal Oceanfire]

Boromir?

[Aeternal Oceanfire]

Beautiful, I am still trying to figure out the reference though.