"Let's play chess," Dad said.
"I'll teach you, Son.
You'll learn in no time.
Playing chess is fun."
Some pieces move diagonal,
others move straight.
And it is the knight who moves
with a galloping gait.
The queen can move anywhere.
The rook has a straight line.
"Just move a piece.
Give it a try.
I know you will do fine."
"You can tell the bishop.
He has a pointed hat.
Playing chess is easy
if you remember
all of that."
Thanks to my friend Linda Andersen for letting me know about National Chess Day. Do you play chess? What other board games do you play? Checkers? Monopoly? Candyland? For today's prompt, can you write a poem about a game you like to play?
Today is Poetry Friday and the Round Up is at Laura Purdie Salas' blog, Writing the World for Kids. Gallop on over to HERE to read more poetry. Have a great weekend.
Thanks Laura for hosting us.
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Friday, October 9, 2015
Thursday, February 6, 2014
Dragon's Breath
A dragon's breath of green fog
rests in rough ropes
around the base
of the Catalina Foothills.
As I walked I knew
a knight named Sun
would come
and fly
the dragon
away.
This is what I saw on my walk today. The green foggy mist was quite something. And I bet you were already thinking of "c" words for vocalizations--called, cried, croaked, coughed. But I didn't want to become predictable or boring. So I'll save that for another day. Can you write your own poem today about a green dragon? What will the two of you do together? Doesn't it seem like a perfect day for a dragon visit?
Have fun writing your poem.
rests in rough ropes
around the base
of the Catalina Foothills.
As I walked I knew
a knight named Sun
would come
and fly
the dragon
away.
This is what I saw on my walk today. The green foggy mist was quite something. And I bet you were already thinking of "c" words for vocalizations--called, cried, croaked, coughed. But I didn't want to become predictable or boring. So I'll save that for another day. Can you write your own poem today about a green dragon? What will the two of you do together? Doesn't it seem like a perfect day for a dragon visit?
Have fun writing your poem.
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