Gambling Poems

Shellys Lucky Break

Shelly had a lucky break once
She won thirty thousand dollars at a casino in Nebraska.
It was not enough.
A prime to her pump.
She has been trying to do it again for the past fifty years.

Shelly has never had enough money to buy a house.
She has never bought a car.
She lives with her daughter and her grandsons.
She

My Story

My name's ANGIE, are you listening?
I grew up listening to that group called Rolling Stones
I was told you're wasting your time by dreaming
They never knew how harsh they were with those tones. 
YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT
Words they thought were normal for dreamers
I didn't see why not, nothing could stop that
Until one RUBY

YOU

You offered me wings
I clung to pristine majesty
Sometimes it has to end
Gambling and whiskey never
Left a night any less lonesome
I'm still torn up inside
The avenue and alleys
Were once all that really mattered
You offered me wings and I
clung to the sky

She gambled

She gambled on you
She walked a bridge too far  
You didn't feel it true
It was too high a bar

She could have tried talking
That way she would've known
Behind your infatuation
Real affection hadn't grown

She thought there was a bond  
A mystical dream  
But the wizard lost his wand 
You were just a prop in

detox

self disgust 
and disappointment
for the slip-up
but I need to know
what cheapens intimacy
devaluing myself
devalues anyone 
with whom I 
would share something 
valuable
it's why 
I'm detoxing from 
all these dopamine pumps
and anesthestics 
(gambling and alcohol)
how could online "intimacy" 
not be included in
the mix that
keeps me from 
feeling
all must go
until this backlog
can be managed

Playing Pinball

Carpal tunnel twinges
punctuate a torpid afternoon,
as row on row we line the aisles
and stare at nothing
with the guarded anonymity
of urinating men.

My thumb is on the lever,
moving almost imperceptibly,
as marbles rocket into space
and filter down
through obstacles designed
to keep the management in business.

The captive of a chain reaction
freed from craving by acceptance
of the preordained,
I decompose, am compromised,
incorporated

All In, All Gone

I said just this once,
Just one more game.
But the more that I gave,
The more it pulled me in.

Every spin of the reel,
Every light on the wheel,
Held a promise so real,
That I couldn't feel.

I watched numbers blur,
Felt time slip away,
Betting on tomorrow,
Losing today.

In the glow of the screen,
I chased a bright lie, 
As the winnings grew

Gambling

Sometimes looking back
can be step forward -- 
being certain of where not
to return -- paths of experience
already traveled.  Grass-less ruts
heavily trafficked by self and
loser others -- I search for detours, 
missed games of chance -- 

though lectured long and wide
on the pitfalls of gambling...God, 
our perfect example!~ His life
and death wager of Free Will...

What

I run the risk

in order to have bliss i run the risk 
on the high-flying disk there is no resistance
my dreams need no practical means to reason
now that i have been given into this musing 

two magnets touched by two different polarities
round and round the Karma card
Venus and Jupiter dancing in a figure 8
now that you've made the

THE GAMES ARE OVER

Once upon a time, I played
Against myself - and there, I stayed...
Displaying a no-leaf clover.
Nowadays, the games are over.
Previously, help I sought
Through counselor full of support.
Assisting me to self-exclude,
She helped to change my attitude.

So many places I have been...
Sitting at a game machine.
Both online and at a venue...
Gambling upon the menu.
I am not certain or

The Debtor

To all who are among us
I bid you all farewell
as the lid press down the eye
another story tell.

Drift me to a meadow
at peace the ever last
where all the times of sorrow
rest only in the past.
                   
Judge me

Gambling On Love

You are my addictive habit
Your love comes--I have to grab it
I really need an intervention
Leading to a conversation
About the way you hooked me in
Now each day I'm gamblin'
That my heart will never lose
If you are the one I choose
Luck was never on my side
Each and every time I tried
Taking a chance I'd never win
Another love

Money

“In the end, money always collects.”

Money will hold you, then skin you alive,
Kiss you sweet, then gut your drive.
Feed you today, starve you tomorrow,
Bury your joy in a pit of sorrow.

Buys the love that’s sold in the dark,
Perfume to mask the cold of the heart.
Buys the heat when your bones start to bite,
Flicks the switch

Gambling In the Forest

Gambling in the forest took on a whole new flavor today.
The princess Adrianna joined us, bringing dice to the fray.
We shook them and threw them, hoping for the big win.
Antlered deer had trouble, his hoofs are so thick, not thin.

Barn owl came to join us, he likes red apples too.
We congratulated him on his flight

A Gambler's Circle

Whenever I’m sitting at the table
my stack of chips is dwindling kind of low
I start to thinking back towards the past 
and how life has dealt me an ugly blow 

But I just keep on reaching for the cards
though I can’t seem to get a better hand
Still trying to bluff my way through the game
and

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