a bad turn of cards

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a bad turn of cards



killing time
sitting here in my room
where nothing, is
more important than:
(turning over a red eight)

killing time
thinking of you
longing to be with you
silent; lonely
(the black nine stares back)

there is no killing time
this lonely, lonely time
is only killing me:
my mind demands to be;
left alone

(the game ends
the red eight is buried;
separated
from the black nine)
just as i am from you

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redbloodink commented on a bad turn of cards

01-26-2010

wow how a card game can take us places that make us feel different emotion...... I think this write is powerful and great.... red

teasasue commented on a bad turn of cards

08-23-2009

this is a good poem and you know from you words what you are feeling thank you for sharing

orangepony commented on a bad turn of cards

08-09-2009

wow,diffrent point of view,thought of sadness,great job

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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The Way Out! 9
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Falling 8
a bad turn of cards 5
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A Baseball Glove 15
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