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The Chessmen’s Holiday

March 20, 2011

The chessmen left the chess board
And headed for the park,
Today life would be different for a while.
They found the swings and roundabout,
They queued up for the slide
And every single chessman had a smile.

The King and Queen were sharing
A sunshade (they were hot).
The pawns played chase and catch-me-if-you-can.
The knights and rooks and bishops
Loved every single ride
And no-one shouted ‘check mate’ – not one man.

They didn’t miss the chess board,
They’d had too many fights.
For once they liked to mix and chat and play.
Without a board to stand on
They ran from side to side;
Each move was free and easy for today.

And while the happy chessmen
Enjoyed a jolly time
Flowers grew on the chess board – pinks and blues.
So perhaps the days of fighting
For country, king and crown
Will become a distant memory, win or lose.

poem & photograph © Celia Warren 2011

5 Comments leave one →
  1. March 20, 2011 20,03,11

    Wonderfully expressed fantasy! Lovely picture of the chessmen enjoying themselves!

  2. March 31, 2011 31,03,11

    Hee, what a fab picture – and poem.
    Thanks for dropping by my blog today!

    • April 1, 2011 01,04,11

      It was a pleasure to visit. I love your creative header, and craft ideas, too. (I’ll add your site to my blogroll.)

      • April 1, 2011 01,04,11

        Thanks Celia, and I have just added you to mine too 🙂

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