Knight Moves

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(Based on the Song Night Moves)

Scratched My Head, Tried to Save a Key Pawn;
Half of My Pieces Already Gone.
She Was a Blond Haired Abbess with Nut Brown Eyes
Who Moved Quite Well, to My Surprise.
Much to My Surprise.

Out in the Courtyard in the Summer Air,
in the Council Chamber behind the Stair;
Weaving Stratagems We Could Use,
Lost Deep in the Moves.
Working out Our Knight Moves,
Overhearing Monastery News;
Practicing Our Knight Moves, Taking Our Time,
in That First, Very First Summertime.

We Were No Masters, Her nor I;
We Both Had Moves We Liked to Try.
Her First Move, My First Move,
Neither One Cared.
We Were Neither One Scared.
Deep inside in the Heat of Day,
Anywhere We Were Out Of the Way,
We Played the Game Because We Were Bored;
but Her Bishop Had a Sword.

Working on Our Knight Moves
for Neither One Would Play the Game to Lose;
Working out Our Knight Moves
When We Had the Time.
And How We Wondered
When the Bishop Moved like Lightning
and Split the Board Asunder…

… Woke Last Night to a Distant Thunder;
Her Rook Slammed down, I Shouldn’t Wonder.
I Thought of a Song from 762.
Consider How the Knight Moves
When You’re down a Pawn and Desperate to Win.
It’s Clever How This Knight Moved
with the Bishop Closing in.

7 comments

  1. Thank you Sarah. I appreciate the compliment, and it’s good to see that my picture did not shatter your screen before you had a chance to read the text!. I posted this to celebrate my return to playing chess at an online site the Monday after Easter. I was one of my long-term goals after I became paralyzed and now I have made it.

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  2. Michael,

    Indeed, what a clever creation! I enjoyed reading your fine poem this evening. Congrats, too, with meeting your personal goal to play chess again. We, humans, have to keep setting goals, in our journeys with moving forward. Kudos to you. Take care.

    Jan

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  3. Thank you Jan, for both the complement and the congratulation. Returning to my computer meant two primary things to me; foremost was getting some poems from my mental notebook into Microsoft Word, and second was getting back on the site where I play chess (chessworld.net, where my player name is also BoardFlak, in case anyone reading this also plays there) so I could figure out how to make moves again and get back to playing. Although I rely heavily on insurance, I do have a small amount of money I can spend each month on wants and needs, so I purchased a one year membership to be able to play rated games again.

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  4. Hi Michael

    Really like the rhythm and the wit you add to the playing of chess and the characterization of its players —

    She Was a Blond Haired Abbess with Nut Brown Eyes
    Who Moved Quite Well, to My Surprise.
    Much to My Surprise.

    Out in the Courtyard in the Summer Air,
    in the Council Chamber behind the Stair;
    Weaving Stratagems We Could Use,
    Lost Deep in the Moves.

    Chess beyond the board game is also a game applied to life, its sense of goals, challenge and strategy. Well done and so glad to see you are getting back to the game and reclaiming your goals. Thanks for sharing tis one.

    My Best
    Wendy

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  5. Thank you Wendy. I was taught the game of chess at an early age my older cousin Maurice, who mainly wanted someone he could beat easily and repeatedly. That gave me a determination to get better and stop being a “whipping boy”. Some years later we played a game again. He had to leave before we finished, but I had captured one of his Rooks at the cost of a Bishop (which is known as “winning the Exchange”). I felt that I had proved myself his equal, at least. I am even better now than I was then, so I feel that I achieved that long ago first goal. I believe that chess has helped me throughout my life logical thinking and an analytical approach to problems. I can think of several instances in which that proved useful.

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