monster whale

When whale of a game
Takes a new fame
Moving up fifty steps
and a drop so blue.

what are you chasing
pleasure and pain bearing
as you move up the steps
only to realize the wingless never flew.

withdrawn into the shell
you get so close to the kill
the illusion of climbing steps
actually sucking you down into the stew.

What of the dear ones
those that stay back with wet eyes
when you soar up delusionary steps
mourning your loss in the pews.

Tag and seven stones
break no bones
snakes and ladders many steps
Remember the whale is no fish.

Bolt no more

When you saw the heels

Two pairs of heels

You didn't look sideways 

You could see their back. 

The chasers changed roles

Though you didn't choose

Through their grimace 

Visible success on their face. 

You have not lost

Never in the past

Young age and fresh legs

Brought your rest closer. 

Au revoir athlete

Par excellence 

Your sprint etched in memory 

We wait for another bolt.