Short Poker Poems

Short Poker Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Poker by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Poker by length and keyword.


Premium Member Dead Man's Hand

The dealer dealt the hand with deft finesse
Black aces and black eights
Felt the muzzle on my neck.

Written March 22, 2022
Form: Kimo


Poker Friends

poker faces of those closest
are the last ones you will notice
but once you do
the friendship's through
lying dead and rootless
© Nick Trim  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Liquor Up Front Poker In the Rear

There once was a fellow like me
Designed to make love happily
But there was a vicar
Who said, "You can't liquor
Until you can grow a goatee!"
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Praying on the inside

Saturday night with the boys.
Winding down before our game of poker.
Poker gods, be on my side!



Wordku: 5-7-5 words

AP: 3rd place 2025
Form: Other

My Alligator Loves Poker

my alligator loves to play poker,
he's a lot of fun and quite a joker,
because of that sly grin,
he always wins,
and my card play is just mediocre.
Form: Limerick


Puff the Poker Princess

She didn’t play poker so well.
Her bluff was as clear as a bell.
   Her insides would quaver
   So much that they gave her
A hell of a smell of a tell.
© Ed Morris  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Poker

your hand not tipped
playing your cards close to your chest
stoic, no twitches or tremors
never betraying
what you hold
I lay down the queen of hearts
© Jo Bien  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Pox Or Poker

They say I have covid,
Well, isn't that special.
So, they gave me Paxlovid,
And an oxygen checker.
Yet, I'm told it's better,
Than the pox or a poker!
Form: Rhyme

Poker

I shuffle the cards
a five card deal
I parlay true love
you ante sex appeal

my poker hand good
a queen high straight
I win your heart
a twist of fate
© Jo Bien  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Verse

Mar-A-Lago Poker

The wife took a job that pays pretty fair
Combing out daylight from Trump's orange hair
Displaying his lust
Trump stares at her bust
Confirming an Ace can not beat a pair!
Form: Limerick

About Strip Poker

He refused to gamble as a rule although,
He heard something, that made his interest grow
It's true of one game
Strip poker's its name
The more you lose, the more you have to show!
© Pat Adams  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Poker In the Back

A sign out front of a bar & grill shack “Liquor in the front, poker in the back” Suggestive, you betcha Naughty image etcetera Quite misleading, but an enticing plaque
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Poker In the Back

A sign out front of a bar & grill shack “Liquor in the front, poker in the back” Suggestive, you betcha Naughty image etcetera Quite misleading, but an enticing plaque
fun
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Poker In the Back

A sign out front of a bar & grill shack “Liquor in the front, poker in the back” Suggestive, you betcha Naughty image etcetera Quite misleading, but an enticing plaque
fun
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Strip Poker

There once was a young lady I tell you she was somewhat shady She played some strip poker With brother's friends mediocre In walked her mother quite shaky
Form: Limerick

Poker

aka  "Liquor up front
                Poker in the rear" 

Poker fuelled the Las Vegas scene
With slot machines and dealers mean
Then Women's Lib came
And altered Hoyle's game
"A King NEVER outranks a Queen!"
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Non Poker Face

nonpoker face are my two middle names
feelings are in my cheek, twist my mouth
you do not have to know me
to know me

I cannot bluff
because my face is a give away
you can look into my eyes and know me
I have no fences or filters
me

Ollie the Octopus

Ollie the Octopus with his 9 brains
Broke his 3 hearts in a quick poker game
The blue blood that ran straight to his heart
Suddenly stopped before it could start
It didn't take long before he withered and died
And Ollie the octopus waved us goodbye
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member I cannot play poker

I cannot play poker
Unless I want to lose all my money
My wedding ring, my house, my car and my husband
My thoughts are all over my face
There is nothing hidden from anyone
The most nonobservant person can read me
I have more tells than a tattletale
me

Premium Member Bubble Head Poker Player

You bubble head. What do you do when you get paid? You bubble head. As soon as you get out of bed. With poker, you are not afraid when it’s diamond, heart, club, or spade. You bubble head. Bubble Robert Pettit for Nette’s Alphabets of Rondelet contest.
Form: Verse

Premium Member Poker

The queen of hearts always deluded him, never let him win. He had sparkling time with the ace of diamond, getting it he’d bet the highest, and win, at least in poker. ___________ May 25, 2023 Contest : A Diamond Of Time Sponsored by : Julia Ward

Polar Poker

Don’t gamble with winter: it’s cold!
Too cold to be chill, cool, or bold.
   So cold the deck’s stacked;
   I accept the cold fact—
You win, Cold Man Winter: I fold.

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Date Written: January 5, 2019
Contest: Same Word Winter Limerick, sponsored by Charles Messina
© Ed Morris  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Poker Face In the Rainbow Room

With rainbow and stout, and an Irish cold,
my vivid recollection — when to fold.
       The smirk on green lips - a whip.
       Sure knowledge of luck in grip,
as leprechaun laid down his hand of gold.

2/27/2021
Contest: LIMERICKS in honor of St. Patrick's Day
Sponsor: L. Milton Hankins
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Poker Face On - playing it cool

while the room spins around
dreams and wishes swoosh
in tandem in a mega swirl

one look and delirious delight
releases chaotic madness
a sea of sensations in motion

a swarm of tangents and explosives
perhaps concealed under bated breath
but the eyes never lie ~



AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Premium Member Poker

(Rhyme) 

I invited a lot of my friends to play poker with me 
I thought I could beat them at the  game you see 
I've been spending more cash than  what I've  made 
But now  that I am losing my shirt  I'm really afraid! 


Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 
copyright@2014
 

October,02,2014
Form: Rhyme

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