Best Video Game Poems
I wake up screaming
Max the Axe has just chopped me into bits
It is not the first time
but this time I felt it.
I glare at my husband who is still clicking buttons.
Can you give that a rest? I ask.
He does not hear me.
He is in lahlah land
In video game world.
Being a detective
Solving crimes
Right and left.
He has no idea there is a real person in this room
For he is Sam Spade aka Humphry Bogart
Master detective with a Maltese Falcon
Who has not yet discovered Lauren Bacall
Living in the 60's
Over a bar in Los Angeles
Written: April 19th, 2020 Poetry Contest: Strand Pick C, Any Theme
Sponsor: Brian Strand Any Form
Have you ever mourned the blah-ness of your life? Yearning for something new to happen?
Daring to hope for something fresh to be excited about? Wishing your days away, worried that it has not happened? Angry for no reason other than you have forgotten that video-game playing is not satisfying and subliminal clips of video games are keeping you away from doing other things that satisfy and fulfill you?
Ping. Sling. Bam. Beep. Beep. Ping. Sixty five thousand and forty-two points!
Have you ever gotten a wake-up call in the middle of the night to say that something has drastically changed? A baby has been born? A great-great-great-great uncle you have never met has died?
Ping. Sling. Bam. Beep. Beep. Ping. Seventy-five thousand and one points! Still number 2 spot.
Hey! Are you in there? Are you with me? Can you hear me? We never talk any more. It is as if I live alone. Your body is here, but you are living in the virtual world now. It is not making you or me happy. Can we please talk?
Ping. Sling. Bam. Beep. Beep. Ping. New game!
Have you ever been aware that you are not in charge? Have you ever stopped blaming yourself for your brother’s suicide? Have you ever thought of helping someone else, so you can get out of this funk you are in?
Ping. Sling. Bam. Beep. Beep. Ping. Twenty-six thousand and fifty-one points!
Do you know I have left you?
Ping. Sling. Bam. Beep. Beep. Ping
He is twelve and kind-hearted.
I agree to try another video game because I love him.
He keeps giving me glowing reviews.
“You are doing well, grandma!”
“You got a lot further than last time, grandma!”
Sometimes I know when my spaceship has crashed and burned.
Other times I keep pushing the kill button, thinking I am still in the game somewhere.
At one point he said, “Grandma, you can stop pushing the buttons now.”
Telling me that I had already crashed and burned.
. Donkey Kong country
Entertainment for me
I love to see Kong shoot
Out of the barrel so free
Searching for Diddy, hoot
And bananas in a tree
bananas give life; Coconuts
Kill; avoid the armadillo's kill
Find Diddy increase odds
Find a secret passage fill
Up the store house with
Monkey loot. Stay up hill.
Donkey Kong Country
Ride a rhino for strength
For Gwendolyn R. contest
Shape poem
Games between Earth and another space world
But it’s Level 2 through 5 in swirl
Various games testing your ability to win
‘It’s all levels calling the stops at the very end
The wrong Earth message sent to unknown space
It’s the Earth from the outer world of space who wants to erase
It’s the video games of commerce and the Earth responding in defense
Strategy with a theory of game perfection
Knowledge with the power in how one will win
It’s was all the past thinking comprising from then
Level’s up and talent of one’s hands
Video movement and watching with keen control commands
Making elevating scores being a caravan
Earth being on an objective move
The other world with wizardry in fool on the top of being cruel
Professional video game players becoming their own challenge in saving the world
The outer world being defeated and their resources depleted
A delete on the outer world terms
Think positive in knowing you have achieved and the welcomed honor to proceed
Video games being one’s pure success, but those who can conquer are the masters who are the best.
My dad brought home Mario around 1986.
We plugged it in right away and started busting bricks.
Tecmo Bowl and Baseball stars were next in line to play.
Me and dad went head to head almost everyday.
Contra had its jungles and I became the best.
Gunsmoke was my favorite shooting up the west.
Mortal Kombat hit the screen and made my parents scream.
Madden made his football so we could live the dream.
Then they started changing and became to hard to play.
Now days you need a manual and it takes up half the day.
But even though I'm grown now with lots of bills to pay.
When my wife and kids aren't looking I'll sit down and play.
Dustin Self
(Video Game extravaganza Contest)
FYI: I justed wanted to try some onomatopoeia, my first time really using it.
Thump thump thump
My feet upon the stone
Ba-boom Ba-boom Ba-boom
My heart as I run
Clank clank clank
Enemy armor upon the stone
Huff huff huff
Enemy breathing as they run
Shing!
My blade unsheathed
Clash!
Goes our swords
Thud
Falls his head
Thump thump thump
My feet upon the stone
Ba-boom ba-boom ba-boom
My heart as I run
Squeal
Goes the princess
Smooch
Upon my cheek
Da da dun da da dun da da dun
Goes the end credits
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POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS LAM HSI
Lights-'n-cam-ras...hey-ho...oh-ho-ho-ho...
Your dream...games!
Lights-'n-cam-ras...hey-ho...oh-ho-ho-ho...
Your dream...games!
Was I...ever...your princess...pilot...fairy...
Oh-no-no-no!
Was I...ever...your princess...pilot...fairy...
Oh-no-no-no!
Lips...like wine...you'd...say...no way...
Hey...ho-ho-ho...gotta-go!
Caught...inside...a video...game...your game...
No way...no way...hey-ho-ho!
Caught...inside...a video game...your game...
No way...no way...hey-ho-ho!
The only...heartless...game...is...one-with...
Soul-soul-soul...hey-ho!
The only...heartless...game...is...one-with...
Soul-soul-soul...hey-ho!
A TEASER!!!
Written by Gail DeBole on
December 27, 2023
Updated December 28, 2023
I told my eye doctor about my blurred sight
And that it had caused me somewhat of a fright.
It only took a minute for him to surmise
The problem within each of my eyes.
He said, “There is a cure. No need for alarm.
Your eyes can be fixed without any harm."
He said that since removing my cataracts two years ago
Scar tissue grew in secret and became my eyes’ foe.
The dastardly tissue blocked my ability to see
And, after his words, I was somewhat relieved.
My eyes were numbed on the day of the cure
While I was waiting in line for my turn.
A laser would shoot beams of light to remove
The scar tissue and my sight would improve.
The first sharp pop was startling at first
But then I realized it was a healing burst.
The doctor seemed to have smiling bursts of his own
And smiled each time a crisp zap seemed to explode.
While he zapped the scar tissue villain, I felt no pain.
Did his imagination turn this into a video game?
The Hydralisks are assembling just out of range,
Supported by Roaches, Infestors, Banelings,…
The Mutalisks are hovering beyond our turrets,
Brutalisks are moving—it’s looking quite desperate.
There’s a silver lining for each “end of the world”:
My shift’s almost done and my Siege Tank’s been rebuilt.
I could spend my last hours paralyzed in fright;
But no, got a date with that cute medic tonight.
I took several stim-packs off a dead Marine,
And I’ll take a few jolts if she gives me the green.
So all those Zerg monsters better stay out of sight…
Better not mess with me and my Medic tonight.
We’re all out of minerals, we’re out of Vespene.
We’ve made our last Marauders and our last Viking.
But if Ghosts and Banshees can hit the Zerg just right,
I might still be around for my Medic tonight.
Chorus) Got a date with that blue-eyed young medic tonight.
You know, the one that I’ve had for months in my sights.
If my Siege Tank’s a rockin’, don’t come a knockin’.
Got a date with that pretty sweet medic tonight.
Game
Fast paced
Video
So much killing
Child mesmerized
Desensitized
Cannot sleep
Nightmare
Game
Suppose we live in a video game world where
Somewhere, in another dimension, a teenager
Is manipulating us with a sophisticated control.
Consider, it is he who’s in charge of our existence,
Allowing us to move about at his will; and perhaps,
If he gets bored with us, he may easily zap us into
Oblivion by turning off the unit or go take a nap.
written October 30, 2021
We are all in one room
Morey is playing a violent video game
because there are blood splatters on the screen
every time I look at his I-pad.
My husband is sitting behind me watching
a movie on a laptop. Both he and Morey are wearing
headphones because I have dog ears.
I am trying to figure out if there is any way possible
to write six poems tonight or six short stories, ,six
limericks, six something. I pick up both I-pads.
One to write, and one to look up spellings for
I am not good at spelling.
We remain in the same room for a couple of hours.
without conversation unless you count the
multitude of “thank you grandmas”
when I brought Morey food in the form of
eight pieces of ham, six strips of well-done bacon,
and one “thank you grandpa” when grandpa fixed
Morey a pepperoni pizza at 10:30 because he was still hungry.
I am usually more social than this but
today I spent six hours with a bossy take charge
four-year-old, so frankly there is not one drop of energy
left right now.
I sit here gratefully,
not talking to anyone, each of us in our own
fantastical electronic world. Each one of us living
a life the others know nothing about. I think my husband is
a police detective solving crimes tonight, but I do not go
back to peek at his laptop. Seeing Morey’s bloody screen
is more than enough.
My village is alive and well
My sheep are bleating
I have discovered diamonds in my cave
Someone calls me for supper.
Not now Mom!
I am in the throes of happiness
Inside my pixelated city
A new enemy is attacking.
“Dinner is ready!”
Whatever we are having will have to wait.
Minecraft is delightfully relaxing.
I am joyful as I annihilate the enemy.
Score!
Mom comes to my room.
Why do you waste so much time on that game?
Think Super Mario Mom.
She looks at me.
Rolls her eyes and leaves.
I knew I would get her with that one.
we sat on the couch
in front of the t.v.
both of us
were plugged in
we hit the power
and started
the game
we played for
hours upon hours
into the night
until finally
she fell forward
onto her lap
unsure of what
to do to help
i just left