November Poem-a-Day: Day 1

Prompt for day 1  (from Writer’s Digest): For today’s prompt, write a game over poem. Our family spent a couple months putting together a haunted house in our garage for Halloween, and now that the holiday passed, I’ve got a bit of that game over feeling. People who play video games know about game over. And people who play other games, whether baseball, Monopoly, or poker. There’s a moment in every game at which it is game over–except maybe Minecraft, which may be why it’s so popular for so many.

This subject deserves more time from me, it was years I spent, lost in depression and living in Norrath and other online worlds. But since I’m on a deadline, this will have to do for now.

Game Over

I was a gamer once
Named Lepia or Jinks
A mother here, a healer there
A caretaker in hiding
Tucked so safely into pixels
Trying hard to save myself

I didn’t mean to turn away
From my children and my home
It was a dark and lonely tower
And there was no prince on the way
There was only me, numb but remembering
What it was to be myself

Online was full of open space
Air and adventure and dragons
And friends wreathed in archetypes
Together, heroes on a quest
I was learning what it was to trust
And I was growing legs

And then one day I noticed
That I’d remembered how to stand
Remembered my real name
And, full of purpose, full of worth
I turned to face the daylight
And logged off one final time

~Liesl Dineen 2014

What do you think?

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