The seconds pass with clammy hands,
and words that tumble round my mind
I play my turn, now wait and wait
to see what word he'll find this time.
Will it be short and block me out?
Or longer with a higher score?
I, in the meantime start to doubt
that I will find a word to score.
Suspenseful seconds filled with fear
Whilst waiting for it to appear,
and there it is! My nemesis
the game is over..can't beat this!
NB Any comments received on my poem for some reason do not alwaysappear on my Poet page and when they do I am unable, due to whatever gremlins in the system, to respond to themso thank you in advanceto anyone kind enough to comment Lodigiana xx
Always a challenge playing a talented opponent.....yes, I think so
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A game of words gave birth to an excellent poem!