Shawn L. Bird

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poem- chess September 5, 2014

Filed under: Poetry,Teaching — Shawn L. Bird @ 4:59 pm
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The only way to win

a chess game with a master

is never to make the move

he expects you to make.

 

20 Responses to “poem- chess”

  1. narble Says:

    Sometimes, that’s really tough to do.

  2. Laine Jensen Says:

    My dad was a chess master. He never threw a game for compassion sake. I never beat him once. I did draw his chess pieces in different positions of stalemate, and won a scholarship to The School of the Art Institute with those drawings. There’s more than one way to win the game πŸ˜‰

  3. Excellent thought, very well written…good to see this post …you have a great weekend dear πŸ™‚

  4. cheryl622014 Says:

    It is the only way. As my Dad says “If you can’t stand the heat in the kitchen …redesign it”

  5. Fluency Says:

    Simple but powerful, it’s a really great poem!

  6. M. Shadowlock Says:

    Reblogged this on The Dusty Poetry Corner and commented:
    This is true with opponents on any game. I tend to play Magic: The Gathering a lot and need to start developing new strategies; my room-mate knows my every move!

    • Today I said, “I feel like we’re being outmanoeuvred in a chess game.” My colleague replied, “We’re playing chess, but while we’re worrying about pawns, the government is playing Risk, and taking over the world.” It’d be funnier if it wasn’t so true.

  7. M. Shadowlock Says:

    Ah, yes…’tis ture with any game, really. Even card games…well done poem, Shawn!


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