Chess (an acrostic poem)

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Can’t be playing four-dimensional games when your opponent is playing checkers

How would that be sporting of you, you scoundrel? 

Every move should be calculated as if you and your opponent were equal

So you can truly earn that victory and feel good about it

Sorry, did you really believe all that?  If you are that foolish, let me challenge you to a game of…

Bash (an acrostic poem)

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Beating up on the game controller

As he hit all the buttons to try to win the game

Sometimes it worked, but most of the time he lost

However, it didn’t make a difference.  He still had fun

Uh-Oh (an acrostic poem)

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Unbeknownst to him, the fix was in for the card game

His opponents had stacked the deck and bought the dealer’s conscience

Once the hand was dealt, he didn’t even look and went all in.  They all smiled as they joined him.

He revealed his cards with his right hand and his gun with his left.  Both gave him the win   

Sense (an acrostic poem)

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She smelled easy money in the air

Everyone was all beer, pizza, and Buffalo winged out.

Now she felt it was time for her to execute her plan while they were in the drunken gluttony afterglow

So fellas, listen up. What do you say we have a little side wager on the game?

Everyone agreed. Two hours later she was seen five hundred dollars richer

Jack (an acrostic poem)

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Just play a game of cards they said.  It will all be fun.

And there I was with a royal flush and a chance to make a couple of quid.

Can’t really lose, so I went all in.  When we showed our hands, one guy just lost it

Know what came next? That bloke chased me to the bathroom with an axe screaming “Here’s Johnny!”

Tinker (an acrostic poem)

Technology always fascinated Eric

It was his jam his friends would say

Not that he would disagree

Kind of fun putting things together

Even making them do something different

Really it was a game to see what he could hack next

 

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Pride (an acrostic poem)

Prowling along the street with his boys

Richard felt like they were lions on the hunt

It made him swell with thoughts of importance

Defiant of the rules of the urban jungle

Earning him his own big game hunters

 

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Crush (an acrostic poem)

Cupid struck him right upside his head

Reducing him to a puddle at her feet

Unhinged he lobbed a lopsided grin her direction

She didn’t catch it at all as she focused his wingman

Her mind went to mush as Cupid played his sick game

 

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Insomnia (a 200 word story)

The alarm went off and Deidra wanted to throw her phone through the wall.  She figured she had finally fallen asleep like only fifteen fricken minutes ago.  The rest of time had been worrying about pretty much every single word she had said on her date with Kevin last night.  She replayed the whole conversation over and over, picking at every nuance and possible sarcastic thing that either of them had said.  Deidra was normally confident to the point of being cocky, but something about his eyes and easy going swagger really knocked her off her game.  As the script unfolded she kept kicking herself for not sounding smart enough, or that she sounded too distant, or she sounded too desperate.

“Is it time to get up?”

She jumped at hearing Kevin’s voice.  She looked into those blue eyes and couldn’t help the stupid grin that spring to her face.  “Depends.  Do you want us to call in?” she said.

“Now that’s an offer I’ll take, but first I need to hit the head.”  With that he got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, allowing Deidra to appreciate what God gave him.

Okay, maybe things had gone okay.

 

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