Best Games People Play Poems


Premium Member Reasons Fore the Sporting Seasons

There once was a General who had an investment in the swamp 
He had many ways of getting what he wants 
Including making things great again when he stomps 
While in the marsh land 
The General had to make a stand 
Feeling pressure from the groups 
Most were wearing their pinstripe suits 
For many years they dealt the cards 
Depending on social pages and stars 
Doing business with the entire world 
Using positive dialogue as its stir 
For the most part this was peaceful action 
Warm welcomed after the bitter distrusting combative fraction 
Marketed as the evening news featured attraction 
During these years of violent behavior 
Games were played that the country savored 
Goals, Baskets, Runs and Touchdowns galore 
Checks being written and money in the bank everyone was sure 
These sporting exhibitions found themselves having time on the floor 
In every paper results were reported
With space, journalist awarded 
Printed information 
About the spectacle they were facing 
Competition was the civil way 
Based on physical activity play 
During this fun 
When communication was supposed to be done 
Keeping things flowing 
Like a country’s crew team doing the rowing 
The General should be aware 
About this unique style of internal affairs 
Having the purpose to advert small upheavals
That the enemy could provide as their evil 
All this is something to interpret and appreciate 
As states get things straight 
Sports are not games designed around winning 
Instead they bring closure to the living 
Unlike cultures who are sore 
And do not know how to stop fighting a war 
Hopefully the New York/New Jersey General will use this athletic battle fleet 
To confront humanity’s flaw, the need to compete.

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Each numbered square gives a clue
 For a puzzle with words across and down
Find the words that fit within
 Select the wrong word
 And things will go awry
 Get all right and its a win!

 Two warriors enter the court
 Where a battle soon begins
 Their rackets smash the ball with force
 As they try to win their sets
 Win enough sets and the war is won

 10-15-2020
 Games - Mental Or Physical Poetry Contest
 William Kekaula
© Joseph May  Create an image from this poem.

Games People Play

Games People Play

The games they play are so real to them
 It's a shame dreams fade & go suddenly dim
 No matter how long they try to pretend
 Sooner or later it comes to an end

 It doesn't seem to matter of ones religion or race
 It's the same the world over, so hard to face
 They just go on thinking there's more to be found
 How do we make our youth aware of the truth

 My wife doesn't love me, my husband is mean
 They still believe the other side is green
 Remembering parents unhappy & bored
 There must be an answer if we search our minds

 Maybe God figured it out and made it this way
 So the greatest love he gave to us all
 Is love for all mankind that never would stray.


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Soon night will be coming 
The lights will be humming
Las Vegas opens her eyes

The rich and their sifters
The dreamers and drifters
Will converge for the prize

Each night another born
Drawing cards till the morn
Nothing else will suffice

On a starry-eyed mission 
Their misguided ambition 
By the roll of the dice

Still, there's winners and losers
Tea-toters and boozers
For most it's a shame 

All the pain that's inflicted
But to those so addicted
Never learn from the game

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she plays scenarios in her head
till she can’t distinguish
shades from fact or fiction

it started out all innocent
at first she didn’t sense the danger
she let her thoughts play drift
and skip ahead of herself
like an untended garden
the weeds soon taking over

she spirals down a private rabbit hole and
plays such games not meant for children
the type with hidden consequences
like mental variations of russian roulette

she’s gone offtrack
caught in a cycle
she’s really lost her way
it’s gone too far
i see her deteriorating
and i can’t save her

it breaks my heart to see her fear and mental anguish
that's sadly now her cross to bear



AP: 3rd place 2025, Honorable Mention 2025

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