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Playing Chess

Played chess at the park
Giant board made on the grass
Four foot tall pieces
Played with a psychiatrist
Every move a stalemate



Barbara Gorelick
For the Dream contest...
I don't even know how to play chess...I don't even know a 
psychiatrist, but maybe this means I should find one...lol

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James Fraser

March 7, 2011 at 7:46 AM

Haha, love your own comments Barbara. I'll come over and teach you how to play Chess. Good luck in the contest....:)

James Tate

February 17, 2011 at 1:43 PM

Barbara, the chess poem grabbed my attention since I've played the game for many years. I like the clever way you worked the psychiatrist with every move a stalemate--impossible, except maybe with the psychiatrist. Thanks for your comments on Magnetic Attraction

Carolyn Devonshire

February 14, 2011 at 4:12 AM

Interesting dream, LNC. If you do find a good psychiatrist, I hope he's single and handsome. Happy Valentine's Day. Love, Carolyn

Andrea Dietrich

February 12, 2011 at 10:05 PM

hahaha, I love your notes at the end. Yes, this has happened to me, too. Dreaming of something I do not even DO. What a great entry, Barb. sounds like from Alice and Wonderland! By the way, thanks so much for the dance win. I actually did do that belly dance in a restaurant with my teacher, but neither of us collected any money! (and I looked much better in my outfit ten years ago!) LUv, Andrea