Thursday, December 10, 2020

Falling King on a Snowy Evening

 




 

Falling King on a Snowy Evening

 

And horse’s move seems so queer.

The Queen’s subtle glance confirms the end is near.

The King is naked standing by frozen lake.

The checkmate will set at last – the ending year.

 

The King’s crown tilts; his eyes shake.

The Queen attacks the weaken mistake.

Taking pieces with a first rank sweep.

The King falls upon glory’s flake.

 

The chessboard is lovely, dark and deep,

And now, I must attend promises to keep,

The castle’s floors must be swept before I sleep,

And dishes washed before I sleep.







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