valerie-gillis - Hello Poetry

One square poised on the board unimportant, overlooked by Bishop's blessing and Knight's March. As Queen's cut circles round lost rice fields, the rain runs clear off curved, stone tiles. The luckiest children play here in exile barefoot in pure mud or asleep on woven reeds their moments unfettered, ruleless; unlimited on an island of green in a monochrome sea. Here, they rest. The peace of pawns who never learned to play.

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Apr 29, 2012

Apr 29, 2012 at 9:33 AM UTC

Peace of Pawns

One square poised on the board unimportant, overlooked by Bishop's blessing and Knight's March. As Queen's cut circles round lost rice fields, the rain runs clear off curved, stone tiles. The luckiest children play here in exile barefoot in pure mud or asleep on woven reeds their moments unfettered, ruleless; unlimited on an island of green in a monochrome sea. Here, they rest. The peace of pawns who never learned to play.

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Click Watching progress load the home movies of strangers I will never meet Click Listening to high school ghosts sing the same six songs till my earbuds sproud Click Fortifying castle walls invisible mortar against a vast and empty hoarde Click Checking how you are who you're with holding your shortand Click Whispering how I am screening my life when the phone won't ring Click Searching flickers of signs that you are there reading this and one day you (we?) will Click.

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Feb 21, 2012

Feb 21, 2012 at 11:27 PM UTC

Click

Click Watching progress load the home movies of strangers I will never meet Click Listening to high school ghosts sing the same six songs till my earbuds sproud Click Fortifying castle walls invisible mortar against a vast and empty hoarde Click Checking how you are who you're with holding your shortand Click Whispering how I am screening my life when the phone won't ring Click Searching flickers of signs that you are there reading this and one day you (we?) will Click.

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Worry sets in when I've no contribution not already conceived into sweeter fruition by someone more clever succinct and brunette the picture of an artist in suffering and debt Hell, even when musing on futility the words lumber lacking all fluidity Meters much marked Rhymes relentlessly schemed Capering for couplets as yet still undreamed Why bother? I wonder Why scribble along and much melancholy for one hopeful song? Doubts in ascendance, my pen digs the earth to China if need be and the end of poem's worth.

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Feb 21, 2012

Feb 21, 2012 at 11:22 PM UTC

Dig

Worry sets in when I've no contribution not already conceived into sweeter fruition by someone more clever succinct and brunette the picture of an artist in suffering and debt Hell, even when musing on futility the words lumber lacking all fluidity Meters much marked Rhymes relentlessly schemed Capering for couplets as yet still undreamed Why bother? I wonder Why scribble along and much melancholy for one hopeful song? Doubts in ascendance, my pen digs the earth to China if need be and the end of poem's worth.

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