Best Poker Poems

Part I: Ice

He shines like silver midnight moon -
cool marble statue, this tycoon.
And though he makes the ladies swoon,
of ice he’s hewn; of ice he’s...

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T'were the night after Christmas, 'n' the house was all dark.
Not much money for 'lectric in the ol' trailer park.
Ma waitin' tables at the club...

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Blindly.. 
I beseech you
for my eyes won’t adjust
to this shaded maze of despair -
neither the lantern’s flame 
nor a compass rose can help me now
in...

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There are times you have no choice
To infinite unity, the tide comes as determined
You are part of the earth, the sun, the moon, the wind...

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Fluttering beneath the newly cut
Festive green hollies,
Decked out with heaped drapes
Of freshly fallen snow,
A bold little red breasted Robin,
Busily searching,
Cheerfully hops to and fro.

Darting between...

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Blue – 
for your arm wrapped around
my clavicle. I thought
I would loose my breath.

Red – 
for the cusp of our hip bones
struggling to pull the...

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“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.” - Khalil Gibran

I am a delicate deck of cards,
alabaster...

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Marquees are bright with neon lights, where crowds line up for movie night
Holding hands, we're in 'The Strand'. The velvet carpet guides us in

Popcorn smokes,...

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A woman's soul, is it as porous
as the air that breaks the water and earth
apart from each other?

In the slither of liquid contours,
this maiden's essence...

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"Picasso Blues"



Blue Sky
met
Blue Feather 
on a 
Blue Day
Collaborating
a slow dance
across the 
lost dance floor 
crowded
with more 
than a thousand 
hidden
keys to truth
ignoring  
a thousand
poker...

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By committing to nothing, one retains infinite options.
I have hid inside these words for moons and seasons and New Year’s toasts.
The lone wolf roams fertile...

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Cold misty clouds rise above the grates
The streets only illumination, tossing shadows like pennies
Faded street lamps at each end
The cold is biting, as I roll...

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This Valentine, my love, will be divine
I’ll whisk you off to every place and clime
In room enclosed, we’ll travel round the globe
Enchantment waits for us...

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Little child
Your tiny hands hold a little flower
Delicately, you start weaving a story about peace
In your gentleness, you understand how happiness works
It is the sanctuary...

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(after Edgar Allan Poe's "The Angel of the Odd")

It was a tidy day and I sat, replete, under vellux blankets.
Sadly, my tea was weak, the...

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