cuckoo bystander
hippies hound
desecrate passing
shrewdly badmouth
siegfried bobcat
wake european
spirits enlisting
the globally
fortuitousness by
reading rhythmic
confrontation dutifully
fluster fission
spat and
unite your
sourness unlearned
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • September 7–13, 2026)
she finds a four-leaf clover almost every day
discovers dimes on gray sidewalks lining her way
quarters shower her during a visit to Casino Green
She is the luckiest woman Las Vegas has ever seen
Headlights stream along the strip
Late night dreamers on a trip
Neon lights shining bright
Everyone's feeling lucky tonight
Crowds bustle on the sidewalk
Wild laughter & small talk
Silhouettes smoking cigarettes
Pink Cadillacs & red Corvettes
High rollers & classy chicks
Cowboys getting their kicks
Sharks in suits
Snakeskin boots
The Devil’s drawing them in
Tempting them with sin
He’s playing them all
Watching them fall
He begins his dance
Playing with chance
Gambling with their soul
He lets the dice roll
All bets are on seven
A trip to heaven
Only the dice will tell
Who’s going to hell
Hundred dollar bills
Whiskey & wild thrills
Burning with desire
The city’s on fire
Sitting at the blackjack table
Blowing the best years of his life
One card at a time
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2025
astronomical odds they may be
cross your fingers for good luck
get into the groove, into the rhythm
spin hoping for a winfall or free games
spin to hear those bells go crazy
spin for a major hit to cash out
that jackpot has your name on it
somebody's got to win
it might as well be you
adrenaline pumping
get those lights flashing
let crowds gather 'round
AP: 3rd place 2025
The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard,
steals emotion from the night
Holding a vigil in the darkness,
waiting for the light
The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard,
among the screams and homeless cries
Making rhyme of what reason has abandoned
—marking time inside the shadow of lies
(Las Vegas Boulevard: January 24, 2016)
The shooting happenedand at.
University of Las Vegas at 11’:59 am.
One shooter is dead. Police not sure, there are more.
There are victtims but unknowm how many or on what shape.
Check online for updates.
Meanwhile, say prayers for all injured,.
Police did not say how many.
For now, the entire campus is a crime scene?
UNLV is 60 acres with 30,000 students.
All students are to shelter in place.
Pangie.
Las Vegas 1967
Harrah’s, free drinks
Circus Circus, bring the kids
Frontier, win a Chevy
Golden Nugget, best slots
Flamingo Capri, Elvis impersonator
Caesar’s Palace, world’s best buffet
Tropicana, win big
Sahara, all day breakfast
Dunes, best shrimp cocktail thirty cents
Golden Nugget, live girls
I would certainly hope so.
I went off to Las Vegas for some berry
On to some fun times ... not to get bury
Perhaps wide eye a show, and sight see
Not end up at the bottom of the blue sea
The voice of the red devil said, why not
And like every sap, I was tied into a knot
All it took were a few drinks of red whine
A couple of lost bets, and I began to whine
Where were my angels to sing my hymn
Be at my side, be on the right side of Him
I lost a thousand rabbits down the hole
A few drinks ago, I was happy and whole
Then I was robbed and the rabbits soared
As each hopped away, my face was sore
That was my rent money you know
Is it my fault the guiding voice didn't say no
The casino host hoisted my daze
By smiling, please have a better day
I replied it wasn't my aim to throw a fete
And watch my rabbits go through a bad fate
I walked sadly away, lost, like another fool
The loss, raging on, unwanted, and full
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You should take a peek the night winds told the moon.
He was hesitant at first, they are such gossips who swoon.
They are not lying, the evening stars hissed into his ear.
This city is up all night, slumber is not revered or dear.
The moon took a tiny peek from the top of a road.
He was shocked at the amount of silver and gold.
What is this place? He asked. They should be asleep.
They are gambling fools, taking risks and a leap.
This is Las Vegas, the casinos educated the moon.
People come here and act crazy like some kind of loon.
They have to take out loans, a temporary balloon.
To pay their gambling debts. Our owners sing the tune.
But it is time to sleep, the Moon said to them.
He did not like this foolish place, built on a whim.
Its lights, cameras actions, day, noon and night.
The Moon truly wanted to turn out the light.
Odds are Kris Kringle won't Show today
Because Father Christmas leads the way
So jolly Saint Nick
Will be today's Pick
If Santa Claus will lend him his sleigh
luck smiles at me playing
playing the slot machines from hell
the numbers are turning out
luck smiles at me
the numbers turning up
roulette
black, red odd
numbers
hot
The wheels of the slot machines keep spinning
In Las Vegas I guarantee someone is winning
Putting money in and more money comes out
A game of chance is what I'm talking about
Of course in this game there are losers too
Some lose money and don't know what to do
Enticed no doubt by the complimentary drink
Money they have spent gone in a blink
How people spend their money is a choice
The losers of life weep and the winners rejoice
In Las Vegas my friend there is only one winner
Spend your money wisely and go for a nice dinner
Lights and glitter, everything that is gold
Awaits the naive and daring alike
Seeking a dream to slippery to hold
Vanishing coin; your finances all on strike
Eccentric beings, I politely call
Guests who have lingered and made these streets home
Accepting of vice, the big and the small
Such candor quite absent where e'er I roam
Diamonds may turn to glass come morning
Revelations can wait, just one last slot
Excitement builds and ebbs without warning
Allusive dreams cannot catch what was sought
Mythic, this city would have you believe
Secrets sealed in glitter best to deceive
Las Vegas Love
No one, knows the odds of the what happens.
No one, knows the reasons, from what is left behind.
All there lies is the pain and the tears,
of the different experiences, shared in a similar bind.
All just came to enjoy a fabulous event.
An interest, to embrace, and celebrate.
Instead comes the darkness, over time forms,
embodied by somebody's hate.
Last but not least, here comes the beast.
He unleashes his anger, above the many unknown.
Attention he should not get, for the matter he set.
For the importance, is love never, left them alone.
Everywhere there would be, and everywhere there was,
a love then became this courageous light.
Filtering down below, giving hope,
upon this sadden night.
The attitude of survival,
for the all, and not just self, reflected into action.
Even thou different was each, chance to live,
love was still the mighty reaction.
Let no satisfaction, ever be given,
to the monsters, whom with cruelty, spread the bait.
The only way to fight the hurtful contagion,
is to show the love, instead of the hate.
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