A Game

A Game

A day which will be an emotional Rollercoaster,
Where the strongest humans can be brought to tears,
Their sentiments will be on view like a poster,
The Casino is a place of peoples love and fears.
The contrast of different lights shine intensely,
The atmosphere’s filled with vast elation,
Fellow competitors seat confidently yet tensely,
Focussed and positive they eye up the competition.
The dealer takes a seat and the contest begins,
Many ego’s collide with great force,
The contestants who stay calm pull all the strings,
Players bust out as from the chips they divorce.
As the player count drops and the excitement rises,
Concentration decreases and mistakes are made,
Chip stacks continue to drastically change sizes,
Feeling mixed feelings from enthusiasm to afraid.
Perspiration and tiredness during the final stages,
The heat from the lights is physically draining,
Mind fatigue makes them go over decisions for ages,
Patience is more than a virtue when there’s only two remaining.
All the chips are in the middle of the table,
Adrenaline surging throughout their poised physique,
The moment makes them nervous and unstable,
Both with one goal, being a champion they seek.
The cards are turned and a winner is crowned,
In a state of shock and bewildered they stand,
They may still be in disbelief but their immensely proud,
With a head in the sky they have no time to land.
This was just one day of playing poker,
Where each game will never be the same,
You could be conservative or the table joker,
Poker is much more than just a game……

A Poem By Corey Booth – 06/04/12