The Gambler

Instinct whispered
  Trust your gut
Put your money on it
  It's a three-foot putt

Don't breathe a word
  Keep your lips sealed
If you blow one more
  It's beg or steal...

Your putter meets ball
  You can't bear to look
Was your gut on the money
  Or is luck just a crook



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Note: Visualize miniature golf: A putter is
the club you use in miniature golf. A three-
foot putt is really short, less than a meter
from the hole. Normally golfers don't miss
them.  But when there's big money riding
on the outcome...
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Krutsinger Avatar
November 1, 2021 at 10:29 AM
Love the last line!
Wolf Avatar
November 1, 2021 at 6:03 PM
Me, too... And although I wrote, don't think that I have the faintest idea what it means...
Leffanta Avatar
October 25, 2021 at 12:12 PM
What I regularly see is people with the talent never earning the gold medal because of nerves, not luck! Attitude makes the difference (since Lady Luck is usually on a Union tea break)!
Wolf Avatar
October 25, 2021 at 8:13 PM
Really, you're right. It's been happening ever since I can remember, just like you said. Some fantastic talents falling short. It's a mental thing, for sure. I remember 1960 especially when John Thomas, our great high jumper, got beat by a little (5' 9") locomotive from the USSR. (Thomas was 6'5" and fluid like liquid silk. But he just choked). Oh, well. And so it goes. Cheers, gw
Proxenos Avatar
October 25, 2021 at 11:24 AM
Gershon , this poem brought back a memory back several decades ago - it was my 28th birthday - our travel agency for 20 years used to organize tours to Swaziland as there was a big Casino there and the Greeks being Gamblers filled my 45 seated hired bus comfortably. I have never been a Gambler but as it was my birthday my family and I joined the tour - at 12.00 midnight of the 28th August all the keen gamblers backed 28, not me I abstained - three times it came up, some won a fortune. Hugs JP
Wolf Avatar
October 25, 2021 at 8:09 PM
So, you are August 28. My youngest so is August 29... And as far as the Casino went for you there, if you had bet, no doubt 28 wouldn't have come up. Right?! I call our gambling capital, Las Vegas -- 'Lost Wages!' Thanks for the interesting 'slice of your life,' Jennifer. Ciao! :) gw
Lawless Avatar
October 25, 2021 at 11:17 AM
Gershon, I "tried" to play golf for short while. A friend told me I should use the clubs as divining rods as it seemed that every ball I hit.....found water.
Wolf Avatar
October 25, 2021 at 8:02 PM
At least he didn't tell you to try that during a lightning storm, John. lol... I actually was pretty good as a teen. I had a 7 handicap, and often shot in the 70's for 18 holes. Haven't played since age 19 though... Just remember: 'Golf' backwards is 'flog.' (Like, whatever). :) gw
Gentile Avatar
October 25, 2021 at 10:02 AM
Luck is generally a crook for me GW! I like the way you described a gamblers inner voice! I ignore mine!! Happy Monday!
Wolf Avatar
October 25, 2021 at 11:46 AM
The harder I work, the luckier I get... Yet the more I gamble, the worse my luck is. Now, why is that, Mike?! (Actually I neither work hard nor gamble at all. My only pleasure left is... I'll leave that to your fertile imagination. lol). Take good care, Gershon
Ball Avatar
October 25, 2021 at 9:34 AM
So many people love the relaxing game of golf. But sometimes it seems the game is not so relaxing. Me, I'll stick to baseball. I don't have to chase the ball, someone always throws it back at me. (ouch) This is a cute one Gershon. God Bless, JB
Wolf Avatar
October 25, 2021 at 11:38 AM
Fore!Warned, Judy: If you play baseball with me, I'm a real flamethrower. Why, my hard slider has been known to reach speeds up to and including twenty-five miles per hour! Watch out; hit the deck! lol. Thanks, gw
Hankins Avatar
October 25, 2021 at 9:24 AM
It's always harder than it looks, if you ask me. I only bet on sure things!
Rodrigues Avatar
October 25, 2021 at 8:19 AM
Some of the miniature golf courses become shabby. I’m only a couple feet bigger than the putter…lol.
Lamoureux Avatar
October 25, 2021 at 7:57 AM
This brings a smile. Thanks as well for your visit Gershon.
Wolf Avatar
October 25, 2021 at 11:36 AM
Ha, ha, -- as long as that 'smile' is not due to you slicing your tee shot on the very first hole, Richard!... Straight and True, down the fairway with you! ~ gw
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