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Well, I’m back again.
I’m here to try out my luck.
Be nice to me now.
Will you let me win?
I feel you are overdue
to give me winners.
Here is my money.
Are those chips of yours lucky?
I need some good luck.
Shuffle up those cards.
Make them all come out my way.
All blackjacks for me!
Here is my first bet.
Just starting out small this time.
I feel lucky now.
An ace and a king!
And that is my first blackjack!
Thank you very much!
You can’t pay me yet?
I see you have a ten up.
No insurance please.
You don’t have blackjack
I will guess you don’t have it.
You don’t have an ace.
And you have an ace.
It’s only a push for me?
And I don’t get paid!
Let’s try it again.
I will double my money.
I need a blackjack.
A eight and a three
That is eleven for me.
You have a six up.
I will double down.
Here is my extra money.
Give me something good.
You give me a five
And that amounts to sixteen.
I think you will bust.
Do you have a ten
underneath that six of yours?
I hope you will bust.
What? That is an ace!
That gives you a seventeen!
You beat me again!
This is the last time.
I’m almost out of money.
Make this a good one.
I have five and four
That is a nine you gave me.
Your up card is five.
Double down again.
I need a winner right now.
Give me something big.
You give me an ace.
I have a soft twenty now.
I want you to bust.
Your hole card’s a jack.
So that gives you a fifteen.
Please go over now.
And you draw a six!
Twenty-one beats my twenty
Forget it today!
Call me Gillespie
At the thought of choosing sides
This all makes me Dizzy
Where ones befuddled and the other lies
White toothed grinning alligator
Beady-eyed crocodile
Which will we regret later
We'll find out for sure after awhile
One to build a wall to keep us all
Safe from those who want a home
The other swinging doors wide open
Sweeping out deplorable's
Reading from the dictionary
They would make a lot more sense
Starting out with the B's
Blah, Blah, Blah, He said, She said
I wonder when we the sheeple
Will stand up and call their bluff
Give this all back to the people
Finally say enough's enough
Is this the best they have to offer
Who's to win this losing game
Will it be the constant cougher
Or the billionaire that's clearly insane
Sadly, this crazy train needs a conductor
To carry this fragile freight
Watch out for the Loco-motion though
As we jump track on this runaway
She stood all alone in the spotlight
Just a girl and her guitar
Though she was only the warm up act
She deserved to be the star
She stood there and played and sang
With a voice so pure and clear
Songs of love and songs of loss
Sweet music to my ear
Some of her songs were ages old
But she made them seem quite new
Her voice and her music filled the room
The notes just soared and flew
Some songs she sang made us laugh
Some brought a tear to the eye
Some made us want to sing along
Some just made us sigh
She sang us gentle songs of love
Songs of peace and war
She held us all right through to the end
Then we all yelled for more
She may have been just starting out
But I think that she'll go far
I will always remember her
Just a girl and a guitar
A wedding joins a happy pair
So they can be united
And brings together friends and kin
The couple has invited.
We listen as they pledge their vows
And raise champagne to toast.
We dance and laugh and eat and schmooze
But what I love the most…
Is seeing people I’ve not seen
For far too many years,
‘Cause life with all its obstacles
So often interferes.
Yet there they were – old college chums
And neighbors from the past.
It didn’t matter what travails
Or joys we’d all amassed.
The clocks turned back, but not one hour –
Instead, by twice a score;
And as we reminisced we felt
The way we’d been before:
When we were young and starting out,
Just like the bride and groom,
The future waiting to be filled,
A flower yet to bloom.
At evening’s end we said goodbye
And hugged each other tight,
Delighted that we spent some time
Together for one night.
The newlyweds were glowing
But that magic in the air
Left a dusting of nostalgia
That the rest of us could share.
One circular eyelet, on the end of a plastic stick
A Soapy membrane stretches across, just two microns thick
Softly you blow, gradually I inflate with pressure
Blowing out into your universe, an instant treasure
One after the other, we’re levitating up and down
Wind swirls slightly, as if like magic, spiralling around
Popping in and out of existence, all quite randomly
Some of us clump together, starting out new families
Looking closer still, you see sweet colors of wobbly light
Filaments of sunshine, rather flimsy, daintily slight
Wow! an enormous one appears, aw sadly then buckles
Starts to collapse, only to rebound, divide, and double
We all meld together somehow, in waxy bouncy skin
Our contorted oily reflections, shimmering within
On that erstwhile morning, I was the child blowing bubbles
A memory of my innocence, and times untroubled
I conjured up a whimsical world, alone running free
My creations burst, vaporized, lost to infinity
Can I capture these fleeting moments again, very rare
Well perhaps some day, when life vanishes into thin air
Early on in my privileged life,
My parents gave wise advice to me:
Be all you can be, but reckon strife.
Relish every opportunity
Aware that strains and stress may be rife.
Count it all joy that earth is your home
Instead of starting out in Eden.
Never give in to suffering like some,
Give in to God and look for reasons.
Embrace the earth as His creation,
Appreciate it as less than ideal.
Realize this old world’s aggravation
Tries our allegiance, patience to reveal.
Heaven will reward our dedication.
A student came from Mexico.
He was a sweet and friendly guy
just starting out with goals set high.
His spirit seemed to have a glow.
We all could see it in his smile
and how he went the second mile!
In three short months, we saw him grow
from level one to level two
with so much more he meant to do.
Alas! What no one could foreknow:
While he was on his holiday,
An accident took him away.
His sudden death; the utter woe
of all his friends, his family,
and his new bride. A tragedy!
Dear Jimmy, we all miss you so,
but you were one who loved the Lord,
and now you’ve gone to your reward.
A student came from Mexico.
His spirit seemed to have a glow.
In three short months we saw him grow.
Alas! What no one could foreknow:
His sudden death, ; the utter woe!
Dear Jimmy, we all miss you so.
Written 1/5/14
For the Constanza Contest of Craig Cornish
Usually feeling very upbeat and happy
But even clowns have their days
Probably brought on by the Christmas season
For those old days we pine away
Nostalgically recalling how it used to be
A young family just starting out
Sadly those happy days are gone forever
Acknowledging what life's all about
Really do wish I could live forever
How sad to have to say goodbye
To all our friend and the happy memories
Remembering, it's hard not to cry
So very sorry, didn't mean this to be sad
The holiday season can do this to me
As I remember all those great Christmas' Past
With good friends and dear family
© Jack Ellison 2013
Never know what's coming out of my mouth
Was once in a store in Cape Cod
Some lady clumsily knocked over a stand
Blurted out, “Look what you've done, my god!”
In an elevator in the heart of downtown Toronto
A lady hit the button for the second floor
I blurted out, “That's only one floor up,”
“could've walked up and got there before!”
Being a good sport, said “What! Burn a calorie?”
“Are you outta your cotton-pickin' mind?”
I thanked her and wished her a very good night
Happy I didn't end up on my behind
Never know what's coming out of my mouth
Had a few not too pleasant adventures
Like the time starting out a nervous young teller
Said to a lady, “may I help you, SIR!”
Really gotta learn to keep my trap shut
Fortunate to have survived this long
It's better to mumble and drool like an idiot
Or dance and sing children's songs!
© Jack Ellison 2013
58,000+ souls perished in the Vietnam War
And the tributes came thereafter
Museums, statues, bridges, radio stations
Young men and women starting out in life
Succumbed by shrapnel and warfare
Souls reaching heaven before their time
I know liberty and I know freedom
Because of the courage of these soldiers
Proud to perform their duty
I sit on my couch in peace
Listening to the Vietnam Vet Radio
Tunes that our protectors once followed
I can not express enough
The love and respect I have for these people
We can only honor the vets the best we can
I imagine that when I get to heaven
The paradise will be filled by those young soldiers
Keeping watch over the heavenly kingdom
… as they did on Earth