Just for fun, I chose a poem from the archives! This one was written on this day in 2024 for Laura Shovan’s February Challenge. The theme last year was Games.
Laura has this week’s Poetry Friday Roundup at Laura Purdie Salas.
The image is via Unsplash.
A(nother) Year of Reading 
This could be written by my meek and modest husband who always wins and likes that more than he lets on. You nailed that sly persona.
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I laughed out loud at “I am out / to cook your goose!” Our family spent several pleasant evenings playing board games on a recent vacation. We tried a few new ones, but our favorite is always Rummikub.
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Hee hee–I’ll take a loss to you any time just to enjoy a game with my domino-dozing, monstrous, goose-cooking friend!
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Fun poem! Remind me not to cross you in a game. Ha!
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Hah! Love this, Mary Lee. I like to compete when playing games. And then 30 seconds after it ends, I don’t care who won or lost. But I play to win. Otherwise, what’s the fun? This one’s a surprise to me, though.
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Your depiction in your poem, Mary Lee reveals the competitive nature that emerges when playing certain games. It’s the gaming equivalent of white line fever. You are not alone. Competitive beasts are rather common place. Your poem is quite thought provoking and prompts the reader to look at their own reactions. It’s like you placed the mirror on yourself and then it turns around. Well done.
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Super fun! My dad is like this–no one wants to play Monopoly with him. LOL.
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Love it! I need to share this one with my sister. We have been so competitive with each other through our lives…but she can whip me at chess in very few moves. I gave up on the game long ago because of that. This poem gives me the best memory and giggle. Thank you!
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I’ve known a few through the years, and now the youngest granddaughter takes a “puzzled” stance as if she is a know-nothing, but she isn’t! I love how to trotted them all out, Mary Lee, imagining we all know someone who has that smash ending every time!
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This is fun, Mary Lee, and reminds me of when my husband used to play dominoes with our girls. 🙂
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I’m not very competitive, but my husband totally is. I’m going to share your poem with him. I’m sure he’ll get a chuckle out of it! Thanks, Mary Lee!
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It feels like you wrote this about my husband!! He is so quiet and pleasant and soft-spoken that when we’re playing games people either write him off or forget he’s there. But behind that mild mannered exterior he is ruthlessly competitive, and when he plays, he plays to WIN. ;-D
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Mary Lee, I am a competitive game player too! I love your poem. With chess though, I haven’t learned to be strategic, so I’m still very meek and modest in that game–no strategy or tricks from me.
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That’s fun, Mary Lee! My son taught me to play chess when he was in the fourth grade or so, and then he beat me time after time. Ha!
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