Poems

young and old
they sit at the slot machines
oblivious to the equation
that runs the place
useless to warn them
tell them that they're getting the shaft
not for them
the conventional truth
that the house always wins
convinced that the passage of time
will bring about the opposite result
they behave like rats on cocaine
pulling that lever again and again
with small breaks for coffee
and steakhouse bacon
at the buffet

it's all you can eat


Author notes: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2784868-Word-Bank--5- word bank prompt: behave, passage, young, opposite, bacon, warn, overall, equation, slot, conventional, shaft, truth

Tomorrow is a different me
I see, but cannot touch
He looks at me, so wistfully
I want to say so much
How did it happen, we had dreams
Had hopes we thought would last
The future, along common themes
Is rooted in the past


Author notes: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2784721-Fields--meadows-and-nature-prompts 3. Across the fields of yesterday, He sometimes comes to me A little lad just back from play— The boy I used to be. He looks at me so wistfully When once he’s crept within;3. It is as if he hoped to see The man I might have been. James C. Dobson, Life on the Edge

no shot, the chamber does rotate
the Colt recoiling in my hand
but doesn't pause or hesitate
the gun, it seems to understand
what's riding on this sucker's bet
its favorite, Russian Roulette

and now your turn, my fearless foe
a gentleman must honor bets
do squeeze that trigger, Death's old claw
too late, too late for your regrets
squeeze, for your honor is at stake
can someone help him? his hands shake

another click, another miss
we both avoid that deadly kiss
and now, it's my hands turn to shake
mine to remember what's at stake


Author notes: image from Wikipedia https://allpoetry.com/contest/2785257-Guns