Short Ace In The Hole Poems

Jimmie Jim my piddling crony was a little toady
     Happened to meet a gaudy king who loved a hot toddy
                 Jimmie’s ass an ace in the hole
            Dipped in snail’s pace in the king’s bowl
     Said Jim Sire, my daddy, King of Ire, I am your bawdy...

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Sometimes,
I think of Emily Dickinson,
and how she pressed on,
writing...
word after word,
her eye affliction 
put on the back burner,
her need for reclusiveness
an ace in the hole,
for mastering the art of a poet,
because she "could not stop for death,"
her life became
a drop of glistening water in the sun
as she leaned in
"toward eternity."...

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In the memory of my imagination
I recall the love of happiness.
Congruously convened in small cracks,
Between doubt and ecstasy.

Surfing through ever-similar variances,
Effused with vague purpose and undefined vigor,
I groove with the best.
And yeast with the least.

Let's take the adventure.
With endless overture.

I'll wrap you in my loving embrace.
My fox among the foal.
My ace in the hole....

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Whoever came up with the bagel
  was a right-smart clever fellow
His brainstorm surely ranks up there
  with taste treats like pudding and jello

For I'd never put toppings on pudding
  like lox, tomatoes or cream cheese
And who would think of serving jello
  with an assortment of delicacies

So, a doff of the cap and three cheers
  for that purely anonymous soul
the centerpiece of whose discovery
  was quite an ace in the hole...

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