Checkerboard Poems - Poems about Checkerboard

I I'd say I'm a fisherman beyond compare. Let me tell you, friend, what I caught there on the bank of a wild mountain stream, when, at once, a sun ray and silver moon beam, like a dream, caught me by surprise, under blue skies, when I was a boy of your size. It was the one and...

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Red ants scuttle across the sand, each, his purpose known, all aware of what they must do - they don't need to be shown. Black ants, likewise, know their duties, according to their ranks, all performing flawlessly - you can take that to the bank. Yet, the cards that passed through my hand, colored black and red, played themselves, most randomly - and I've...

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The checkerboard queen was choosy about who she would play. Her game pieces were expensive, she did not want them taken away. She had her suspicions about so many players that it was crazy. She especially did not like playing with those who were lazy. What about Toby, Stew, Rutherford, Richard Charlie or Grease? Have any of them ever upset...

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I’ve lived a hard life, I’ve also lived one that was easy You could say I earned the name Checkers, so who will be the fool who will crown me? I lived on the noisy fringe a long time, just scraping to get by I lived in quiet seclusion too, so peaceful Shangri-La When God saw fit to move me from one end to the...

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Flies in the dark black as night Cloak waving like wings… such a fright It gives all the people, who are watching close by Leering face makes children cry. Always an angel with wings of pure white Nearby….. waiting to put all things right To wave a magic wand with a gentle smile Making people smile again…. for awhile Life is like that,...

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