Open Poetry #43 |
a yin yang game (rp for Mistah C) |
serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
At the tender age of eight-- I tore the wrapping from a box underneath the Christmas tree-- the only one I had not guessed. I sat in quiet pondering when I saw what it contained-- there were people there--inside, lined up just so in straight lines just beneath a faux marble field of painted checkerboard. Instinctively I grabbed the Queen. She was taller than the rest. I fingered then the plastic crown wondering what it meant. That was when my father said, the thing that I remember best-- he said she could do anything but use her power sparingly-- second, only to the King, her power lay in nurturing-- it was her duty to protect. I knew I wanted to be her. Patiently he explained the rules and moves of this war game. "Take control of center board." Don't make moves of ill afford. Think on this as magick quest. Try to stay five moves ahead-- don't waste time on pieces lost-- sacrifice not always loss but always tally up the cost, for even pawns can win the game. But then I gave the pieces names. They were personalities. Not just plastic figurines. I persevered and learned to play but never did develop taste for the price of victory. In my mind I did believe that underneath the plastic sheath, they pulsed with blood like mine. I fell in love with every one. I told them there would be no war. I mixed the pieces black and white in opposites on checkerboard. Black rook guarded the white knight. And bishops danced in harmony. It became a yin yang game, and no one ever died. My father saw this and he asked, "What did you not understand?" I introduced him to the folk of my childish neverland, and showed him how they got along. My father smiled in understand. Then he laughed and shook his head. "I think you might have something there." He said he liked my game instead. He let me play in peace. |
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Janette
since 2001-07-20
Posts 2843Chicagoland for now |
Me, too ... I want to be like her. A totally satisfying read making me feel so sentimental about my own Dad, who has now reached the ripe of age of 81, although he often forgets. *sigh* Yes, very satisfying read. Thanks. Janette always seeking joy, adventure and romance and wishing you find the same |
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Ceinwyn Member Elite
since 2000-07-09
Posts 2175VA |
It's kind of funny, I was listening to "Queen of Hearts" when I opened this ;-) You know if only life were a chess game, and then we can make everybody get along. Ya know what I mean? I think I'm rambling, lol. ..You may say I'm a dreamer but I'm not the only one... ;-) The only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone. |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Serenity - If only life could be like your game. I guess we need a few main leaders in the political arena to market it but then I guess they'll just pocket all the profits and the people will be back to fighting for ... survival. Enjoyed! Helen |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
I like your game far better. *S* Beautiful write! |
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