A Game of Chess

A Game of Chess

A Poem by Amy Craig Beasley
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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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Amy Craig Beasley
Amy Craig Beasley

Greenville, SC



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