In the play of life's playground.

In the play of life's playground.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

On the board
of mortality
it's your move
in the play
of a lifetime
where checker board thoughts
play out across
a mastermind board.
As moments are formed,
memories are lost,
unprepared we lose
the takings before
game, set and match.
All the while
I ponder...
where will you live
if you don't look
after your body?

© 2021 andrew mitchell


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Some people live life like a chess game, while most of us bumble along without a definite plan. I know people like this, the incessant ones who are critical of others who don't honor their temples (bodies). But as the old saying goes: life is a b***h and then we die *smile* Fondly, Margie

Posted 4 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

4 Years Ago

Thanks Margie , your comments remind me of something I read that people with tattoos can be the nic.. read more

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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