Game Poems
The Best Game the Fairies Play
by Rose Fyleman
The best game the fairies play,
The best game of all,
Is sliding down steeples—
(You know they're very tall).
You fly to the weathercock,
And when you hear it crow,
You fold your wings and clutch your things
And then let go!
They have a million other games—
Cloud-catching's one,
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The treasure of happiness
by Priya Goel
It is a feeling of joy,
Everyone has, girl or a boy.
It teaches us important things,
Being happy gives us wings.
It helps me be calm,
That most things lie in my palm.
Happiness is a kind of game,
Often guides us towards our aim.
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Unexpected Love
by YingDu Le
Love is ever changing,
cuz when I first saw you it was me who was complaining.
I thought it wouldn’t work and wouldn’t fit,
But as it turns out we share the same shit.
I love your smile and your face turning red,
Your wit and playfulness.
I never expected and never felt like this,
For when you came into my life
It was through a dating app.
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Game
by Laura Kasischke
I thought we were playing a game
in a forest that day.
I ran as my mother chased me.
But she'd been stung by a bee.
Or bitten by a snake.
She shouted my name, which
even as a child I knew was not
"Stop. Please. I'm dying."
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Big Game
by Brenda Shaughnessy
—after Richard Brautigan's "A Candlelion Poem"
What began as wildfire ends up
on a candle wick. In reverse,
it is contained,
a lion head in a hunter's den.
Big Game.
Bigger than one I played
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Unexpected Love
by YingDu Le
Love is ever changing,
cuz when I first saw you it was me who was complaining.
I thought it wouldn’t work and wouldn’t fit,
But as it turns out we share the same shit.
I love your smile and your face turning red,
Your wit and playfulness.
I never expected and never felt like this,
For when you came into my life
It was through a dating app.
......
The Game
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
I was driving down Park Avenue...
On a cold and rainy night...
Heading over to the Union League Club...
To chill and maybe get a little tight...
Sipping on my Pappy Van Winkle...
Smoking a fine Montecristo No. 2...
In walked some high society twins...
Looking for something fun to do...
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The treasure of happiness
by Priya Goel
It is a feeling of joy,
Everyone has, girl or a boy.
It teaches us important things,
Being happy gives us wings.
It helps me be calm,
That most things lie in my palm.
Happiness is a kind of game,
Often guides us towards our aim.
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A Girl Has Power
by Arshiya Noor
Burn brighter than the fire around you
Take what is yours with fire and blood
Answer injustice with justice
You said he's a scurrilous?
Tell him, "The next time you raise a hand to me will be the last time you have hands."
Scream " Dracarys" and succumb the world of sinisters with your fire.
You're Daenerys Stormborn, the unburnt, the refuser of Patriarchy.
So ask the world to bend their knee.
One who touches your loved one
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Big Game
by Brenda Shaughnessy
—after Richard Brautigan's "A Candlelion Poem"
What began as wildfire ends up
on a candle wick. In reverse,
it is contained,
a lion head in a hunter's den.
Big Game.
Bigger than one I played
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