The Games - Angela James

This is a poem written by Angela for National Poetry Day 2011 where the theme was ‘games’. It was published in late 2011 in an American online mystery and Hollywood insider magazine called The Eerie Digest.  The poem was also published in late 2012 in a Limited Edition American Anthology called Ripples: Friends in Verse, which was created by Jackie Summers. All proceeds from that anthology went to the charity ‘Operation Smile’.

We’re delighted to be able to reproduce it here: hopefully it will inspire some budding poets out there!

The Games

You stand once again at the starting line
Waiting for the games to commence
You’ve been here many times before
Yet you must race again and again

Every step is planned, each opponent weighed
Before the starting pistol is fired
You’re not afraid to give it all you’ve got
To be the one who is admired

The race begins and off you go
Yet you cannot be seen as a threat
So you pace yourself and take it slow
You will make your move, but not just yet

You grin as the thrill of the race takes over
The chase makes you feel so alive
You could live with this feeling forever
It brings you back time after time

You start to pull up on your speed
Each opponent gets closer and closer
The adrenaline pumps through your veins
Pushing you on past endurance

You overtake them one by one
Without as much as a passing glance
Curtailing their dreams at every turn
Etching disappointment and disbelief

Every race you run is the same
Your tactics so practised, you call them art
Only the faces of the opponents change
As you easily float to the finish line

So now you’ve won, but what’s the prize
Was it really worth all those you left behind?
You’ve done it; you’re at the top of your game
But what to do next, except do it all again