Best Poker Face Poems
As i sit and read your work, I ponder on it long and hard, think to myself Do you know me. Have we meet . this oddness is fair but with the many games I explore . Lets play those cards you say. I look upon your hand and feel a loss. I wonder why my cards are not good enough .Maybe they are, I whisper for it is not cards I play. I throw them in the air, smile and declare i’ve won. Life can be many things but a thought thats delivered can be fun. Whether I know you or not , what you wrote it traveled deep .My face was within your words my heart was bare . The game you played was never fair. and once again I threw it all up in the air .
making poker face
find others doing it well;
emotions fail me
10.4.2015
Maybe it was for the best
That I lost the jackpot
That night
When we were foolish
young
Dreams in our eyes
New stack of cards
On the felt table
And I bet it all
I threw it in
For a chance
To love you
Once again
You know
I always carry an extra Ace
In my deck of cards
A King of Jacks
Baby baby baby
Do you see my hand?
Diamond shaped lies
Crimson colored heartfelt eyes
Raven hued secrets
A set of 5 fingered
Alibi’s
A Queen of Tricks
What
Is
Up my sleeve?
I’m done playing games
I’m throwing away my poker face
We’ve used the hand we’re dealt
The best way we knew how
Throwing a heartbeat on a dice
Just to lose it all
Dealt essence of hurricane
Draw into comfort of summer breeze?
With rainbow and stout, and an Irish cold,
my vivid recollection — when to fold.
The smirk on green lips - a whip.
Sure knowledge of luck in grip,
as leprechaun laid down his hand of gold.
2/27/2021
Contest: LIMERICKS in honor of St. Patrick's Day
Sponsor: L. Milton Hankins
"Poker Face"
Oh!! Poker Face standing out in a crowd of disagreement..
"Poker Face"
Intelligent, clever, informed...
Wise in your high's and low's forever transforming but never conforming...
Look Up ...make your move using the motions and gesture's on your side...
Move "Poker Face"
Deborah Vines 3/26/2019
These rice paper eyes
veneers to filter all thoughts
ignite with your touch...
Sheesh! I think there are ANTS IN MY PANTS! The strange kid yelled.
The rest of us started laughing like our HEARTS were going to fall out.
Her annoyance tickled us, she had not been invited, and was not welcome.
We were thirteen, and a mighty group of three. Not four.
SORRY! I apologized. No POKER face, so she probably knew I was lying.
There would be big TROUBLE for me though if her mealy mouth
mama came after mine.
We were distantly related through an OLD MAID aunt,
which does not make sense either.
GUESS WHO would call my mother if I didn’t start back pedaling here?
So I began to grovel. It’s not funny! I said. Then I asked her if she was okay.
She was the weirdest kid LIFE could have coughed up,
and where did she land?
Ha! In my friendship circle, and it was pure AGGRAVATION.
Don’t get MAD I said, insincerely.
I have to GO FISH, my friend Jacque said.
She could not stop laughing as she left.
You don’t have a MONOPOLY on fishing!
Patty yelled after her. They were competitive.
“Did you set this MOUSETRAP?” My mother hollered from somewhere below us.
Mousetraps were TABOO at our house,
with a four-year-old around.
“No, Dad set it!” I yelled.
Knowing he was going to get IT now.
Did you want to play? The strange kid asked us.
We pretended CONCENTRATION, and played a few hands,
just to let her think we liked her.
She was snarly and grumpy, and still dancing around, scratching herself.
No POKER face either.
Written 3-4-2019
Contest: Anyone Game?
Sponsor: Carol Connell
People are always asking me if I know this, that or the other.
I am not often bumfuzzled or hoodwinked by adults,
They usually have a tell, which they exhibit, totally unaware.
My older cousin, Jimmy, has a left eyebrow that raises ever so slightly when he is trying to fool me.
It mystifies him when I call him on it; he refuses to play poker with me now.
I am rarely confused by either of my siblings, as they have subtle facial indicators which I have been noticing since I was quite young.
Adults rarely mystify me.
Children, on the other hand, can confuse and twist me around all day long.
For some reason, I believe every single solitary thing that they say.
I have no idea why, but it has served me well.
Even when they bamboozle and fool me,
I never hold a grudge.
They are children
After all, and it
Is rather easy to forgive them
Which I do every day if I have to.
It has served me well.
Was that your eyebrow?
while the room spins around
dreams and wishes swoosh
in tandem in a mega swirl
one look and delirious delight
releases chaotic madness
a sea of sensations in motion
a swarm of tangents and explosives
perhaps concealed under bated breath
but the eyes never lie ~
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Red hot chili pepper poker face...
Born that way angry antithetical
mailer daemon when...
all of Christendom bows their collective
talking heads in supplication,
a temporary truce and reprieve
against bigotry, deviltry, idolatry (nah),
et cetera across the nation.
Yuletide pageant merry doth go round
where credo, ethos, and
faith no more jinxes webbed, wide world,
nevertheless soul asylum limned courtesy
peace on earth and goodwill
toward all men sentiment
sacrilegious to bully,
fully sully mankind's divine holiness,
and present disgrace to human race
in the dolled guise of heretic
quasi analogous to a matador ramrod ready
to Catch Bull at Four in a China shop
gored when muleta waved -
courtesy matador incited Bos Taurus
both fuming, fretting, foaming, et cetera
even the spectators
frothing at the mouth with lather
while smartphones captured tableau
frozen in time photo touched up
stripping bare every bloody
last vestige of cruelty
toward a gregarious animal
exclusively a domestic species
males genetic propensity
culled, goaded, likened as fearsome beast,
synonymous when anonymous nasty brute
fomented enormous disaster
monetarily eviscerated yours truly
an online scamming assault,
the repercussions I still forced to wage
depredations living hand to mouth
quaffing caustic acidic ale,
a cunning prankster did stage
comparable to kindle figurative
ringed fire of rage
within my still smoldering belly –
coalescence fuels tinder
while financial security riven
and rent asunder
severely dislocating, hobbling,
paralyzing vertebrae constituting
gray and white matter, appearing
in a cross-section as H-shaped gray matter
surrounded by white matter,
whereat the gray matter consists
of the cell bodies of motor
and sensory neurons,
interneurons, and neuropils
(neuroglia cells and mostly
unmyelinated axons).
A fresh new soul has joined the feast.
He has the mind of a child but the heart of a beast.
His best he gives even when in vain.
There are those who hide and cause more pain.
I set my table for those that hate.
I’ll share my meal you can have my plate.
You can have my seat and my drink as well.
Join my ranks and sit a spell.
I’m the type of man who speaks his mind.
I respect the truth even when it’s blind.
I hold no grudge and forgive the past.
I’m very loyal but my temper’s fast.
I’m sometimes harsh and often loud.
My will is strong and I’m very proud.
I love the ladies and respect them all.
I never bluff and I’ll see your call.
My Poker face
I know you judge me,
But if you only know.
How much I have to pretend
You will understand.
High collars, long sleeves,
And a pants even if it’s hot.
You ask me, if I am silly,
Or just a lady with a different fashion style.
If you only know me, you will understand,
How much I have to pretend.
You think I am too serious,
Not laughing for your jokes.
It will hurt to laugh,
Where my rib case are beaten to a pulp.
If you only know me, you will understand,
How much I have to pretend.
Roebain
I had heard of a poker face, haven’t you?
But this was the first time, the first time true
That I heard of a joker face in blue
It happened when I visited my cousin Sue
She took out the face and said, ‘what do I do?”
This joker face has gotten me in trouble, Lou.
I had no words. The face laughed at her too.
We decided to drown it in the loo.
I had heard of a poker face, haven’t you?
But this was the first time, the first time true
That I heard of a joker face in blue
It happened when I visited my cousin Sue
She took out the face and said, ‘what do I do?”
This joker face has gotten me in trouble, Lou.
I had no words. The face laughed at her too.
We decided to drown it in the loo.