I would like to be a valuable queen
not a limited pawn
moving inch by inch
across the board of life
black for the tears
white for the many
years and years to come
my knight will be in the back row
awaiting my graceful trots
checkmate is my dream
checkmate is my future
to knock down the king
is only to supply the suture
Amber is the Color of Her Energy 
brian miller
July 11, 2012 at 12:34 am
sometimes it comes when you least expect it…and most things in life move slowly…slow progressions…nice write…
chanzibrenner
July 11, 2012 at 12:38 am
yes..im learning that more and more! thanx brian!
Debbie Dawnslight
July 11, 2012 at 9:51 pm
Beautiful…
“black for the tears
white for the many
years and years to come”…
Semaphore / Samuel Peralta
July 12, 2012 at 1:50 am
A unique etude into the use of metaphor.
Beth Winter
July 12, 2012 at 2:43 am
To begin with, I am working with this image on a poem of my own. I like that you reached to chess for your metaphor. Never be a pawn.
ayala
July 12, 2012 at 8:16 pm
Love this ! Beautiful.