THE GAME
Here's to the game
of men and their ball.
The helmeted warriors
of winter and fall.
Explode off the line
with a thunderous crack.
Bust through blockades,
and pushing them back
Cover the field,
defend from attack.
Holding the line,
and making the sack.
Advancing position
with power and speed.
Get slamed to the ground,
got no time to bleed.
Flying down field
at incredible paces,
grab bombs from the air,
and off tips of shoe laces.
Giving the order,
making the read,
the rarest of athletes,
a talent to lead.
Engaging attackers,
forging the hole,
protecting their leader,
the heart and the soul.
heat, snow, or rain,
blood, sweat, and tears,
fighting through pain,
attack without fear.
For their city, the peolpe,
their brothers, their name.
Most important of all
for love of the game.
With prowess, and grit,
they give it their all,
for the ultimate honor,
enshrined in the hall.
I once knew a cowboy named Stew
Riding broncs caused him to ahchoo
The broncs didn’t care
Bucking in the air
It was all they knew how to do
Offense, out-smart
Defense, not sport
truth or dare is your game
truth or dare is your worth
a gem of a dare is a gem of a truth
a gem of a game is a gem of a truth
a gem game is a gem truth
your game is your worth
your game is your worth of a gem
truth or dare is a tale
to tell a tale is to tell the truth
to tell a tale is to tell a dare
dare to tell the truth
dare to tell a tale
worth a tale
worth a game
truth or dare is a mountain of truth
truth or dare is a mountain of a mountain
dare to tell a mountain
mountain is mountain of truth
dare to tell a tale,dare to tell a mountain
a game is a mountain of a game
worth a mountain,worth a game
event
shot put
spinning fast
the shot is put
strength
shooting
three pointer
nothing but net
victory
We stand at our post
ready to move at a moment's notice
~ pawns and officials mere puppets
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
A perfect summers day with the sky turquoise blue
A faint breeze through the trees and pink flowers in bloom
Out on the green they are dressed in their best.
Bright team colours, we expect nothing less.
At the start of the game they gather and stay.
Til someone in charge shouts out “Let’s play”.
The grass is so dry the bowls speed down the green.
Looking out from the pavilion a classic summer scene.
The bowls clack together as they fight for the jack.
Each rink changes sides back and forth, forth and back.
The game draws to a close and it’s on a knife edge.
Our team steals the show with one point ahead.
It’s time for tea after a grand day of fun.
Some opt for a pint and a fresh saffron bun.
Sit and buy me a pale ale
while I regale you with
a tale written in braille
by a man stale in jail with
no avail to raise bail.
Curtail the detail ~ suffice it to say
how a frail male whale wailed when
again and again failed dislodging
a rusty nail impaled in its tail.
Not to derail but meanwhile
across the vale, a snail and quail
hightailed it but strayed off their trail ~
Once all were put up for sale,
t’was the female who tipped the scale.
It’s not much of a tale but
thanks for the ale, it was tasty.
Inhale ~ now let's enjoy an upscale cocktail.
Lineku: 3 stanzas of 5-7-5 lines ~ each line has 5 or 7 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
masqueraded as you like it
most cleverly wooed under a suitor's guise
played up most compelling disguise
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
The goal is to score a goal
Go for goal and earn three points
The world stage football festival seems cold
Thou art giant among Aficans
Set the pace and surmount Mount Rwandan
The rest will bow down
Sometimes we stare
Into the eyes
Of oncoming cars
Merely for the thrill of it,
To pretend as they do in stories
That the good hero darts away
Just in time,
While the evil villain is crushed
Beneath the vehicle, blood on his lips.
We wait
Until the last possible moment
Pulling back
To understand
Which role we play.
Death arrives when sorrow takes flight,
Even the game shivers when played in fright.
A wound so strange, a pain so new,
I pledged my soul to the beloved’s view.
I longed for you, that was my claim,
Fulfilled at last—by your leaving’s flame.
For years a lone star graced my skies,
It hides away, yet returns through goodbyes.
What would it mean to have it all?
I lose my reason when things do fall.
Know the strength that silence keeps,
Restlessness grows when complaint speaks.
Cling to truth and let it stay,
The heart grows dim when joy decays.
O my companion, still your fire,
The world won’t burn from my desire.
Each gamepiece knows its role
Back and forth and so it goes
~ eventually the board goes stale
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
You gave the perfect alibi
Swept your dirty laundry under the mat
Fooled everyone ~ everyone but me
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 1st place 2025
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