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I lost my J

by Jennifer L Banks

I lost my J! I say
looking forlorn at the 6 other tiles before me
I look around, under the table too - just ignore me
8 measily points for what, a fine word.
Oh wait it was supposed to be played on a DL was quietly heard
A small square tile, silently blessed
for it holds 4 more points then an F.
But under the table on Linoleum blooms
of 1980's patterns in beige and mushrooms.
I must find it, It would mean everything!!
I look at my last 6 tiles U,R,Y,I,F and C I think "I AM KING".
I cringe at the thought of skipping a turn
And wondering if my opponant would just quietly burn
I've never been so fascinated with this Scrabble game
the challenge, the spirit and the shame
of losing a game, "it's just a game" I say
As the J falls silently down my sweater sleeve
where it was caught up for 1 play.....
I look at the spare tile, put down the J, R, Y
grab my double letter score and sigh.....


Posted on 11/27/2011
Copyright © 2020 Jennifer L Banks

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Alison McKenzie on 11/27/11 at 08:36 AM

Cute! I never would have thought to capture the mechanics of a scrabble game in a poem!! I like!!

Posted by Lori Blair on 11/28/11 at 12:30 AM

oddly I stink at scrabble..maybe it is because I kept losing my letters too? a fun write and read. Thanks!

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 11/28/11 at 03:58 AM

I love Scrabble. This really gives the feel of being in the game. "J" is a one tricky letter to use.

Posted by Mo Couts on 11/28/11 at 03:46 PM

I LOVE Scrabble and Words with Friends and love that you wrote a really cool and creative poem about the board game that's captured hearts for decades...thank you!

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