GamesLove

With chagrin I

Admitted truth betting

Against the house

You called my

Hand forcing me

To show my

Hand then you

Yours we tied

No loser free

To play another

Hand of perhaps

Truth or dare

MathLove

I woke up

Thinking like a

Child perplexed by

Division me divided

Into you equaling

Something less than

We were at

The start now

A period placed

Before we were

Just two numbers

Now were less

And not more

BeerPoetry

The words are

Flowing like draught

Beer all fizzy

And foamy quenching

With just a

Bit of bite

Drink me down

And belch knowing

That you’re satisfied

And soon will

Swoon with words

SmileSmile

I’m a fool

Once again caught

By the gaze

Of a smile

Beaming from behind

Mischievous eyes like

A cunning dog

Knowing that I

Will step closer

Then bite at

My touch but

So I must

Not because I

Wish to be

Bit but because

I still trust

Those beautiful smiles

Knowing that one

Has twinkling eyes

Meeting

Oh and then

He said hello

Oh I stared

Squinting from the

Suns glare haloing

Him uncertain how

He looked unable

We simply talked

Like strangers on

A bus until

A cloud covered

The sun and

Saw him and

As suspected there

Stood an Angel