I had a go at writing a chess poem
A gulf between us, a table and board,
A space to think, a game to win or lose.
Mute Soldiers of wood working in accord,
Openings a plenty, which one to choose?
The humble pawn, a self sacrificing end,
A valiant knight that leaps and swerves,
Rooks that tower to attack and defend,
Benevolent bishops with ice cold nerves.
Imperious queens with licence to kill,
A noble king to protect and defend,
Openings and strategies exert our will,
A labyrinth of paths to weave and wend.
Hearts beats faster with triumph in sight,
A foe gives nothing away, thoughts unheard,
Gambits and forks a struggle and fight,
At last, checkmate is the cruellest word.
@Patzering
Thank you, at least I managed to get it to rhyme. Someone is bound to write a better one.
@brush saidVery well done!
I had a go at writing a chess poem
A gulf between us, a table and board,
A space to think, a game to win or lose.
Mute Soldiers of wood working in accord,
Openings a plenty, which one to choose?
The humble pawn, a self sacrificing end,
A valiant knight that leaps and swerves,
Rooks that tower to attack and defend,
Benevolent bishops with ice cold nerves.
Imperio ...[text shortened]... houghts unheard,
Gambits and forks a struggle and fight,
At last, checkmate is the cruellest word.
@mchill
Thank you, I have improved it a little, maybe someone else can do a better one.
Chess W
A gulf between us, a table and board,
A space to think, a game to win or lose.
Mute Soldiers of wood working in accord,
Openings a plenty, which one to choose?
The humble pawn, a self sacrificing end,
A valiant knight that leaps and swerves,
Rooks that tower to attack and defend,
Benevolent bishops with ice cold nerves.
Imperious queens with licence to kill,
A noble king to defend and protect,
Openings and strategies exert our will,
A labyrinth of paths, which to select?
Hearts beats faster with triumph in sight,
An enemy with devious plans prepared,
Gambits and forks a struggle and fight,
At last, checkmate is the cruelest word.
