Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

The Queen of Clubs

I left the car and on the ground
I was surprised at what I found:
A playing card, with folded crease
And possibly, some tire grease.

The Queen of Clubs was lying there;
The other cards were who knows where.
Did it slip out from in its deck?
There really was no way to check.

Or was it placed with some intent?
If so, I wonder what it meant.
I'll never know, for soon we left, 
The Queen of Clubs still there, bereft.

Somewhere somebody's hopes will crush 
When he can't make a royal flush.

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Gershon Wolf January 14, 2019 at 6:19 PM How you concocted a story out of this forlorn, abandoned card is truly amazing!! My hat's off to you, Ilene. :) gw Ilene Bauer January 14, 2019 at 7:48 PM Thanks, Gershon! That poor abandoned card was just crying out for recognition!

Jan Allison January 13, 2019 at 6:17 PM You write about an ordinary incident which most people would ignore and turn it into a stunning poem, you are the queen of wonderful rhyming poetry Ilene:-) hugs jan xx Ilene Bauer January 13, 2019 at 6:25 PM Thank you so much, Jan! That means a lot coming from you...