Ruth Walters


Game, Set & Match. - Poem by Ruth Walters

So, on Tuesday she left
unaware it was for good
but knowing
she couldn't carry on.

It escalated
from there
and she just let it go
sub-consciously.

The pain, of course
was the problem
but mostly, in times past,
she'd have fought.

This time however
she couldn't, - wouldn't
and so she threw
the towel in,

a worn out boxer
who's claim to be the greatest
was now a distant
echoing.

It was finally over,
game, set and match.
All that was left
was the closing of a door.

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  • (3/12/2013 6:52:00 AM)


    A fine summary of a limit being reached and action taken past that point to end a hopeless game an unwinable hapless fight. Succinct and sharp. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 1, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, May 31, 2013


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