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| from Magpie Tales |
from room to room
No pawn
I am the Queen
On the board
on the ball
I decide
when I fall
And when
to begin
the game
again.
© Shaista Tayabali, 2011
A poem for my sister Angelina, who has been forced by back ache to take a temporary back seat in the musical chairs of her daily life. Heal well, girl. The music plays on, and you will join the games soon enough.
20 comments:
The queen...a lovely notion...hope your sister feels better soon...
A beautiful poem for Angelina...hope she heals quickly. :-)
I love the image of the chess game, and the queen. All the best to your sister as well.
I love the image of the chess game, and the queen. All the best to your sister as well.
isn't it so very cool that you can love your sister so much!!! steven
Steven - All things are easy with the Heart of Love! Sister-to-be I should say... Although I'm sure she won't mind me jumping the gun a little :)
Tess, Carrie, Mary - Thankyou for your wishes, I'll make sure Angel sees them!
I particularly love this one...the mode and the message.
=)
Clever!
A very insightful interpretation of the prompt. Thank you.
Beautifully written and rather moving...
you're never just a sister-to-be
but you already know that
come by we'll run in the fields again
free….
:)
I like the independent drive of your words. And the message to your sister is the perfect touch!
Rick
Wishing your sister a speedy recovery and a return to musical chairs!!!
sounds like you hold all the cards....or all the pawns...smiles.
peace and healing to your sister...
Wishing a better back to your sis and kudos to you for a fine piece!
a moving and poignant write ...hope your sister recovers soon ...thank you x
Hi
A lovely poem penned for your loving sis ! Best wishes to her !
Hope your sister is better now. Love the way you turned this into a chess game--perfect metaphor for life.
Thank you.
all the best for your sister. May her get well soon ... and a lovely poetry ... the queen - loved it.
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