Ding dong the witch is dead
And her intersectional house of cards
Built on a shaky swamp of lies
Is now tumbling, blown away
And burned to the ground.
Who could not see this coming
10 years ago, five years ago, one year ago,
The inevitable backlash to tyranny?
The truth is it was always a toss up,
And it took a political groundswell
To open the doors to disinfection
By the cleansing power of light and air
Good old reason and common sense.
Gone are the days when DEI
Was forced down our throats
On our knees, hands tied behind our backs.
The witch with gun to our head may be gone
But her policies and lingering stench
Still fill the halls of power,
And like all things evil,
She can always rise from the dead.
Ding dong the witch is dead
So today we celebrate, dance and sing
And stomp the ground above her grave.
(2/21/26)
it came to pass
that the world we built
collapsed when it was tested
the fault line of course was ego
serial offender out on bail
disturbing the peace
the universe tests us
again and again and again
do we smile when the blood flows
perhaps our time has not arrived
becoming a Buddha must wait
our heart flutters in the wind
You say you need a strong foundation, my friend?
On a god or guru, you cannot depend.
It is empty and false, and I beg your pard,
But, it will all fall down just like a house of cards.
Don’t expect support from your family or kin.
For a chance at the throne, they will do you in.
They will light the match, and your place will be charred.
You’ll have a pile of ashes, not a house of cards.
You may build a fine reputation with your friends
When a malicious rumor spreads, and then it ends.
As it comes crashing down, thanks to this canard,
You’ll find it was not much more than a house of cards.
You say you have a loving little wife at home?
Come home early, and you’ll find her with Jerome.
You’ll find your house was constructed from discards,
Just when it falls down, that broken house of cards.
You have yourself to build an identity or ego?
I hate to break this sad news to you, amigo:
Life’s shears will tear it roughly it into shards,
Leaving you again with a broken house of cards.
House of cards, no agent can sell
Sulfuric regret all I smell
Laid flat with quiet violence
By one soft breath of pure silence
Building it shouldn't be so hard
The joke's on me with no discard
Loyalty my own worst penance
By one soft breath of pure silence
Was told triangles built strong things
But the most coveted are those rings
Stand them back up in defiance
By one soft breath of pure silence
Vows it seems, forgotten notion
My breath not soft, nor pure silence
See the King without a crown
As the walls come crashing down
Closely now his heart he guards
In this lonely house of cards
The Queen knew just how he felt
Broken from the cards she dealt
In a bad hand of poker
She ran off with the Joker
Now his thoughts are running deep
All alone in Castle's Keep
Licking wounds that would fester
Just another Court Jester
I am an ace of diamonds
and you are an ace of spades
together we are two of a pair
like a king and a queen
living it up like a pair of jokers
inside a house of cards
I've been living in the house of cards
That I can almost know your move
Cause I've seen how the cards shuffle
And how the games have been played
I learnt all this while growing up in the house
By age of seven, I could keep a straight face
And bluff while I had my face on
I had no room for being played
I had a heart of aces,
A poker heart, a true art
That's why i was good at games
Cause I knew when to bend the rules
I learnt the game then the players
That I should never up my hand
Cause that would only raise stakes on me
And only make it harder for me to win
I learnt that I can't do it all alone
That's why at every table I sat
I made sure I made a friend
One that always has my back
The PO£T
I won all my trophies
In a blood stained dress
Middle of the stairs
I tripped, they stared
Every step you take
Is a cut in vain
So realize before it’s too late
The whispers, the laughing
The screams, the war
The phantom songs
Playing in the background
The world they created
The life you believed in
The house of cards
Meticulously crafted
Will burn down
With you inside it
11/26/22
2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 21
Mark Toney
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God bless you all.
I once built a house of cards.
At the top's the queen of hearts.
Diamonds glitter, clubs grow like clovers
Spades decorate the castle all over.
Carefully constructed, everything in place
My home is perfect from the top cards to the base.
I am its chief, its builder and king
I unlock its door and let the bells ring.
Open to the world, people trickle in.
It's meant to be a safe place for them and their kin.
Out of curiosity, its first guest mentions its impurities
Pointing out each flaw and every insecurity
I take a step back, then two, then five.
The card house is trembling as if it's alive.
Shaking on my head, each card collapses to the ground
The kingdom's all falling; it's entirely been downed.
I'm filled with memories of agony and pain
Forced to relive it all once again.
I clench my fists, then let them go.
And away to the wind I let my card house blow.
Group built like a house of cards;
The odds were stacked against us
right from the very first spark;
Crossing paths with the right hand,
Inevitability,
played a game we couldn’t win;
Time came with a royal flush.
tucked away in your castle
master of the universe
isolated bunkered
guarded and surrounded
basking in delusions
one wild card and suddenly
your masterplan does not compute
so beneath you
your house of cards
tumbles tumbles tumbles
without net or safeguard
question is
do you dare
to reinvent yourself
AP: Honorable Mention 2021, Front Page Pick 2025
Submitted on July 17, 2021 for A BRIAN STRAND JULY 18 contest sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST
Play hearts?
No smarts
Blackjack?
Lack knack
Go fish?
You wish
Try bridge?
Ask Midge
Old Maid?
Afraid
Cribbage?
Priv'lege
Euchre?
Nuke her
Hold 'em?
Fold 'em
Psst:
Poker?
Mediocre
The Billionaire Boys Club was spurned.
On debut night, it crashed and burned.
It stars Kevin Spacey
who’s lewd, crude, and racy--
a predator, as we have learned.
What goes around DOES come around.
This adage is true, we have found.
So many are paying
for wrong things they’re saying
and doing. The stories abound.
It’s not just the ones on the news
who’ve erred. We all have much to lose.
No matter who we are,
an unknown or big star,
We all end up paying our dues!
House of Cards--Netflix series starring Kevin Spacey
August 22, 2018, entered in Tania Kitchin's Celebrity Limerick Contest
Have you ever considered how delicate we humans are
How fragile and complicated compared to say, a car.
I got an image in my head while reading scripture,
Of a house of cards all balanced against each other.
Then Satan comes along to blow the house down,
And Jesus rebuilds His house with nary a frown.
The more we place Jesus in our trust of Him,
The more Satan's chances grow ever more dim.
So I'm happy to be like that house made of card,
Satan knows full well that Jesus will never discard,
Anyone who loves Him with all of their heart,
From his house of cards He will never depart.
When you build up your house, you start at the base,,
Put the knave at the bottom in a place of disgrace.
Put a heart on each layer with a diamond for praise,
Be in the club where Our Lord Jesus we raise.
A strong roof to take all the rain, leave a space spare,
Reserve a place at the top for The King resides there.
© Dave Timperley Sunday 4th September 2016
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