Sandra Adams Poet Free verse

Card Houses

you build high your dreams
with these card houses
as you stack them against walls

yet your eyes are closed
to life, so how can you see
what it is you hold?

you think you hold all the aces
in those battered fists of yours?
(be careful of the winds)
they may come tumbling down

care to gamble,
take a chance?

I can tell you
before you place your bet
the deck's not full
it never really is
it's just a game
nothing more
nothing less
and you can never win

go ahead ante up
the stakes are high
when the pots full of fire
just be careful of the winds
they may huff and puff
and blow your house down

it was never balanced anyhow
you just never saw

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Chris Green February 5, 2020 at 7:11 AM Wow, this one is not only deep and thought provoking but a new one for me. I wondered how I missed it but looking below, this was posted in 2014. Wow again, congrats on your placement and thank you for entering this because if not I may have never seen this Sandra Adams February 5, 2020 at 10:19 AM Thank you Chris...I am glad you stumbled upon it this morning thank you for taking the time to read and comment on it...I have some powerful ones here and there... hugs

Brenda Chiri February 4, 2020 at 4:22 AM Sandy congrats on your /bf place girl! You rock!;) Sandra Adams February 4, 2020 at 6:50 PM Thank you so much Brenda... :) hugs

Timothy Hicks February 14, 2016 at 10:51 PM (be careful of the winds) ... how delicate are the games we play, and how quick they come tumbling down! This extended metaphor is well played out, and you're ending lines suggest something a lot deeper than what you're letting on. Captivating.

Andrea Dietrich January 30, 2016 at 2:08 PM oh , SANDRa, there you ARE. Where oh where have you been?? I have not heard from you in so long. Please can you shoot e off a soupmail or hotmail or something and let me know how you are doing?

Eric Boddie January 30, 2016 at 12:56 PM Life is a gamble, much like blackjack....one more hit can leave you busted like that....then there are guys who are easily drawn to poker....either a straight flush or a full house, one has to be the folder....Life itself is the gamble because we know not what may come....I applaud you for your words Sandra, their inspiration is strong....I Love this....;)

Skat A October 4, 2015 at 4:37 PM Hi Sandra, miss seeing you around here. You have a wonderful personality. Stopping by to say hi, and offer birthday wishes all over again. Happy Birthday, Sandra.... Always SKAT

Laura Breidenthal July 25, 2015 at 5:56 AM I really dig this piece. It's really thought provoking and interesting:) always, Laura

Skat A July 5, 2015 at 2:42 AM Hi Sandra, :) Wonderful poem, I enjoyed dropping by. Love SKAT

S.Zaynab Kamoonpuri April 15, 2015 at 12:30 AM Wow creative metaphor and analogy poem. Makes us compare life to a house of cards and how it can collapse like them yes.As destiny plays our cards. Sometimes right at times we r in trouble. Kudos. Great to read u again.

Connie Marcum Wong January 11, 2015 at 5:38 PM Dear Sandra, I can tell just by reading this poem, your style is what I remember and love most about your writing. I believe you were a favorite at PFT. You may return anytime. Just let me know. I miss you and your awesome poetry. I hope this finds you well and happy. Hugs, Connie

Andrea Dietrich December 24, 2014 at 12:11 PM came here to say Merry Christmas to one of my all time favorite poets. sure wish you would write and post again. Love ya, andrea

Liam Mcdaid October 27, 2014 at 4:02 PM beautifully painted piece sandra

Tim Ryerson September 24, 2014 at 5:28 PM I second Andrea's comment! Please send Soup Mail...

Jslambert Mister Roboto August 6, 2014 at 12:40 PM I've never read you before now, and what a great place to start here at this house of cards!

Andrea Dietrich July 19, 2014 at 9:58 PM Just here to say . MISS YOU..... WRITE something!!!

Ravi Sathasivam May 21, 2014 at 1:47 AM an exceptional piece. Well penned. Enjoyed reading it . Tfs

Paul Callus May 17, 2014 at 7:15 AM Very powerful and expressive! You show strength of character! very much enjoyed. // paul

Ken Carroll May 11, 2014 at 3:41 PM Good incisive write Sandra..

Andrea Dietrich May 8, 2014 at 9:56 PM Very insightful one, Sandra. Glad to see you back here in top form!!! It's REALLY good because I have missed you here.

Brooke Dylan May 8, 2014 at 10:59 AM wow the imagery in this poetry... I love your thinking... your style the process.. a true artist you a re.. Brooke

Richard Lamoureux May 7, 2014 at 6:33 PM I love how your mind works. What an exceptional piece. Not surprising I expect nothing less from you. Bravo.

Justin Bordner May 6, 2014 at 11:57 AM I'm thrilled by the taunt from the spirit of your game, my victory arrives in the kiss of playing the game. " When the pot is full of fire..." see what you need to see. This is an exciting write, love the attitude Sandra. J.A.B.

Deborah Shiells May 3, 2014 at 1:40 PM Hi Sandra, Powerful and exceptional write! WOW! Brilliant simply brilliant! Thanks so much for sharing this great write with us here:~) Peace, Deborah

Cherl Dunn May 3, 2014 at 1:22 PM Love you visual in this write great lines and perfect expressivism great job te and it's a enjoyed this write it's so truthful to life. nice job cheri

Mel Merrill May 3, 2014 at 1:34 AM Hi Sandra. Let me be the first to say, this is a very good poem. Artfully crafted; skillfully written--and a pleasure to read. Kudos. Luv the ending...you just never saw. Says so much with so few words. That's poetry: economy of language. Hugs :) Mel