chess with words


"Hi ho, Silver!" are the magic words to begin,

keyboard horses charge, intent on the win.

 

Literary knights do battle, on an electronic field,

lethal words they hurl, no compassion they wield

 

like daggers lashed above their typed-out blade,

their sole purpose, convincing, will never fade

 

Aboard their invisible steed they close ground fast,

never knowing when their next word will be the last

 

So they enjoin this surreal, serious clash of ideals,

trying desperately to win, and to not know how it feels

 

to be bested on this sixteen-bit battle zone,

and feel the other knight's words cut to the bone

 

 

 

 

 


Submitted: March 24, 2018

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hullabaloo22

Isn't that the truth, Mike! Those words can be just as sharp and lethal as any sword.

Sat, March 24th, 2018 4:47pm

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Thanks, Hull, and they sure can!

Sat, March 24th, 2018 9:50am

jaylisbeth

Very well penned, Mike.

Sat, March 24th, 2018 6:01pm

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Thank you, J. B!

Sat, March 24th, 2018 11:31am

Bert Broomberg

I liked this, especially the idea of the keyboard horses. The charge of the keyboard brigade.

Sat, March 24th, 2018 11:29pm

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Thanks, Bert! Maybe we can talk Errol Flynn into coming out of permanent retirement?

Sat, March 24th, 2018 4:31pm

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