Check Mate
Ok fine.
I'll play.
Since you asked so politely.
Just don't expect me to let you win.
And you can stay
poker straight with your
royal blue flush
while I blush
redblackredblackred
(it's all part of the strategy,
you know)
to king you in front of your
checkerboard friends.
And I'll let you move first
since you're white afterall
'cause they tell me that chess is a
gentlemen's game
I'll play.
Since you asked so politely.
Just don't expect me to let you win.
And you can stay
poker straight with your
royal blue flush
while I blush
redblackredblackred
(it's all part of the strategy,
you know)
to king you in front of your
checkerboard friends.
And I'll let you move first
since you're white afterall
'cause they tell me that chess is a
gentlemen's game
posted by Erin at 7:52 AM
3 Comments:
Interesting...
Now, are you purposely combining Chess with checkers, or is that a mistake?
I did it on purpose. My point is games and confusion in general.
i love it! (Erin, now i think i can see the connection between what you said about love being a game yesterday :P)
your poem is such an apt metaphor for modern-day relationships.. i love how you used nouns as verbs, like you did with "king you" (there must be a term for this.. a particple? a gerund?)
the colours of blue and red really help point out the gender differences in your poem, but most of all i love the last line--it really gives a cyncial indication of what you're writing about
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