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Open Poetry #47

The Game of Life

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

0 posted 2011-10-15 09:08 PM

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now that the end is close at hand
and the williwaw closes in
it is into my hands I've reaped
and gaze back at where I have been

my life is like a deck of cards
all of them marked with the same spade
I shuffled them, and then and dealt
played my hand, never did I fade

I played with life; life upped the ante
some days Tchaikovsky, some days Hank
thought I was playing a stacked deck
dealt from my sleeve and took the bank

I knew not how the game was played
the joker hovered o'er my act
when I slapped down that shirt-sleeved ace
I found my hand had not been backed

so now I let them wheel me 'round
no one knows how to play the game
this time I'm sure the cards are stacked
old folks home, dotty fools; a shame

©October 11, 2011 / Jerry Pat Bolton

~* The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, and breeds reptiles of the mind.--William Blake ~*~

Lori Grosser Rhoden
Member Patricius

since 2009-10-10

Posts 10202
Fair to middlin' of nowhere

1 posted 2011-10-15 11:29 PM

Hmmm, Good one. Makes me think...made me chuckle as I could see you being "bad to the bone" at the home.

Gotta love where your mind goes! (where not when)

Lori

[This message has been edited by Lori Grosser Rhoden (10-16-2011 07:12 AM).]

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