Debbie Mills-Kelly Poet Light Verse

My Life the Roll of the Dice

My Life ( the roll of the dice)
 
Like the luck of the dice, rolled
in pretty colors sprawled out by
shaken fist onto the floor.
Fist that once prayed to God for
some reassurance that it will all
work out. I sit here.
One die thrown in turquoise blue
like the shallow waters washing
over me. Streams floating down
floating down I need to keep my
feet intact on the ground.
Cold hard cement where they are
planted firm. My spirit is not allowed
to squirm.
Hands flawing fast grasping onto
anything solid in hopes of saving me.
Yet it is myself that I need to grasp.
I am the only saving grace in my life
not the dice.
Stand steadfast strong while being
nice even in the face of adversity.
With eyes smiling in pretty colors
like dice sprawled out by shaken fists
in determination of my life.
I will win this game.
 By: Debbie Kelly
  2008

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Robert Rogers February 6, 2014 at 2:14 AM Well, DM-K, I hope you have better luck than me!!! At my age now, and having crapped out in two marraiges, and several other times in life, my gave now is chess!...smile...cane to find, every time that the dice was shaved!!!//Great write!-I was reminded of the times when I shot he works, and lost!//Sinclair Debbie Mills-Kelly February 6, 2014 at 8:08 AM Thank you so much Robert for reading and I know the feeling about relationships... I just try and look up even against all hope :) Hang in there my friend !!

Chris Boskovski February 5, 2014 at 10:41 PM Nicely written, taking a chance at winning the game of chance. Nicely written Debbie. :) xoxo Debbie Mills-Kelly February 6, 2014 at 8:08 AM Its a pleasure to have you as a friend Chris ... Thank you again !! :)