Every human thinks they are immortal,
It is the wretched curse of all mortals,
It’s a constant game of Russian roulette.
Now if I was a smart betting woman,
I would wager all on meeting death,
But I am not a smart betting woman.
I am a child in love with playing god,
I live in the life unending facade.
I fear no evil not even death herself,
Hubris calls my name and spits on my grave,
vanity a siren distorts myself
the touch of danger is what I crave
I am the cursed mortal the gods fear,
I see the warnings yet do not adhere.
"Roulette"
unravelling the patterns woven
in the constructs of complexities
dragged out with the tide
washed back in with the tide
the simplicity of the return
seen scattered on the shore
collected, the rare,
by some,
the uwanted,
left behind
the Ocean
takes it back again,
like tokens on a table
deal again, spin the tide
Roulette
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
rules though
this is rule
Russian
Without being able to see his face,
I most certainly could hear his low voice;
He was beckoning me to come to him,
this vampire was the farthest thing from grim;
To look upon him you would never guess
a killer lurked behind all the kindness;
‘Oh miss Inalem you look so hungry .
I bet I can help.’ He whispered to me;
‘Just call it a quick game of blood roulette,
we could use a woman of your talent.
In exchange for a taste from our blood bank
give us a customer per show to take.’
I looked at him froze at the idea,
‘My name’s Chance, Welcome to the mafia.’
Russian Roulette
fugu with wild mushrooms
two chambers loaded
Casino Haiku
Lucky wheel, chances
black, green, red
It's a chance to take
11/19/2021
Swept me up into your monstrous whirlwind,
accepted me ride or die ‘til the end;
From the first glance we were a twirling gun,
locked and loaded a menacing weapon;
Roulette awoke the soul of a rebel,
runaway collision smiled at trouble;
Treachery walking hand in hand with bliss,
no longer settle for a lukewarm kiss;
Nothing else will do but passion’s pure dance,
addicted to the fire of this romance;
Your metal calls to my iron magnet,
the taste has forever changed this palette;
Desire and a rhythm I can’t contain,
sizzling this heart bound in blazing chains.
*Russian Roulette **
Sitting, bated breath
Some calm ,others upset
Sweat, on eyebrows and neck
We haven’t begun playing yet!
Take a breath, take it deep
Fear, Timid, ashen,weak
Familiar face, scary thought
Wait! They’re here it means
They never lost!
Wondering if We’ll see sunrise
As our lives flash before our eyes
Mind jumbled, words mumbled
Sit still, remain humble.
My turn, heavy metal, click!
The sound, empty, sick
I pass it to my left ,handle hot
I stiffen, there was the POP!!
Smokin Gun, loud Gunshot.
Everyone relieved, it wasn’t them
Another day, to face our problems
Adrenaline, power, don’t forget
Every day we live is like,
Russian Roulette !
verdict awaiting the flip of a coin
withered in cold november winds
your eyes devoid of luster
has life teetering on the edge
a spin of the roulette
straight up
inside bets
against the odds
remind us
the head croupier
up in the sky
is the one
calling all the shots
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
corona virus
new american roulette
death toll rising
Wayward wind whistles while it weaves
A magical maze of colours
Through rustling red rampaging leaves,
Gems not found in all jewellers,
Down they dance on startled strollers;
Falling freely in the fast breeze,
Garnet gold do a pirouette,
Bare branches stick out in tall trees,
Creating silent silhouette,
Telling it's time for Fall roulette.
10.14.2020
For Francine Roberts' "Autumn" poetry contest
Since I've turned 3 quarters of a century old
And have a hole in my heart I'm told
Sitting on top of that a small tumor
This definitely isn't a run away rumor
I am old and slightly fat(well some say obese)
Controlled diabetes on top of that
Hypertension makes its mark
Sometimes I even seem smart .
Then coronavirus hit the world
It set our lives in a whirl
So grocery shopping is done online
It takes me twice as much time
I carefully place my total order
After asking my husband if he needs water
And my grandson what snacks needed
Then click the button and I 've conceded
In a few days we ride to acquire
What the staff at Wally World think I desire
Well, I may not have tissue to wipe
my nose and my derriere but some grapes(what luck!)
Each week I play Russian Roulette
With exactly what I will get
I hope the circumstances play a part
For my husband likes me shopping a la carte
I may even buy a small camera
Slip it in and say I ordered Samera(he'd never know)
I could start getting more of what I desire
Less to cook so we can eat like a highflyer(get carry out)
Born privileged into great riches
A pure accident of your place of birth
You won at life's roulette.
No hunger pangs
or a life cut short.
you had an education, and a job that pays
No master race
No grand plan
It's all about your dad and mam.
no privileged earned
just your rights at birth
when you popped into this world.
those Right wing politicians
think they can pick who wins
they put there money all on red
and up came black instead.
His game of choice
Russian roulette
The vodka bottle
In one hand
Shrugging at danger
Laughing at warnings
Then it was too late
He hadn’t thought things through
Death would have been
An outcome most welcome
He wasn’t quite so lucky
He hadn’t thought it through
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Afraid of being alone
Burned out from a bad relationship
I am confused,depressed,distressed
I feel guilty, because it's over
Hateful it didn't happen sooner
Impatient with life
Insecure of myself
Insulted by others remarks
Jealous of everyone
I felt like quitting
Lost and overwhelmed
I'm not sorry for my actions
Proud to hold my ground
If my self-confidence stays
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