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Although neither could afford her;
All the riches she demanded.
Nor could lovers she commanded.

Suitors came and fell from grace;
Yet the brothers kept the pace;
Beckoned to her side each day;
To keep her loneliness at bay.

Laughing at the ones who lost her;
Trying to ease the price it cost her!
Wined and dined and seldom parted;
Found no end to what they started.

Beauty rusted, fortunes lost;
Castles into dust the cost;
Of wanting more than ever came;
Chess for three; the devils game.

In the parlor half past nine;
They served up one last valentine;
Three wrinkled hands raised goblets high;
With bitter laughter said goodbye;
A poison no more cruel than fate;
Bestowed swift end to endless wait.

This toast to those obsessed to win;
To lose dear friend, is not a sin;
Behold we mourn who can’t give in;
Too long, too late, what could have been. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 150 [topic] => 14 [informant] => softerware [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DreamsandWishes )

Chess for Three

Contributed by softerware on Sunday, 4th September 2016 @ 01:09:35 PM in AEST
Topic: DreamsandWishes

Two young brothers both adored her;
Although neither could afford her;
All the riches she demanded.
Nor could lovers she commanded.

Suitors came and fell from grace;
Yet the brothers kept the pace;
Beckoned to her side each day;
To keep her loneliness at bay.

Laughing at the ones who lost her;
Trying to ease the price it cost her!
Wined and dined and seldom parted;
Found no end to what they started.

Beauty rusted, fortunes lost;
Castles into dust the cost;
Of wanting more than ever came;
Chess for three; the devils game.

In the parlor half past nine;
They served up one last valentine;
Three wrinkled hands raised goblets high;
With bitter laughter said goodbye;
A poison no more cruel than fate;
Bestowed swift end to endless wait.

This toast to those obsessed to win;
To lose dear friend, is not a sin;
Behold we mourn who can’t give in;
Too long, too late, what could have been.

Copyright Â© softerware ... [ 2016-09-04 13:09:35]
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Re: Chess for Three (User Rating: 1 )
by duff on Monday, 5th September 2016 @ 06:16:50 AM AEST
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A tale indeed. There are some really good lines in here that make this triangle fascinating and captivating. What could have been with possibility and opportunity lurking only to disappear.

This was fun to read. Great job

Re: Chess for Three (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Monday, 5th September 2016 @ 09:15:41 AM AEST
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Wonderful as usual. That said there is much truth to this poem and today this seems to be the way women go about romance and love.
They feel is if they are a commodity and they are waiting for the best offer. That said, where is the love?
Great poem Jaye. I really liked it.

James

Re: Chess for Three (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Monday, 5th September 2016 @ 04:46:06 PM AEST
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beautifully penned, enjoyably delightful:)

hugs n love nessa

Re: Chess for Three (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 9th September 2016 @ 02:05:01 AM AEST
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Wow! This choked me up. Great story excellently written!

Re: Chess for Three (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Wednesday, 14th September 2016 @ 01:40:34 PM AEST
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I did so enjoy this cautionary tale,
Software/'/s poetry is beyond compare!
Her rhymes are always on point and never fail,
Leaving us niblets of wisdom in her trail!

(Please excuse my brutal attempt at a compliment).

~Scorp

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