Furtive lies the ace
that hides behind the queen.
Waiting to be counted
the cards as yet unseen.
Heartbeats race as money grows
two nines begin to smile
the dealer takes a breath
chips begin to pile.
Two nines reveal a third
the ace accepts a king
eyes begin to bulge
alarm bells start to ring
Nines have now become a four
they sit in hand and wait
did they see a jack
what will be their fate ?
Four nines caress the mighty pot
the pulse begins to race.
Ten, jack, queen and king
and last the royal ace.
Author notes
The Nuts Poker Quickie
A contest entry
- The Nuts Poker Quickie by Nymphetemine.
750 points, ended January 3, 8 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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wonderful tempo throughout
Bravo
congratulations on the gold!
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Excellent capture of the thrill and excitement... A well written poem... been there have we?
Best of luck.
Ken
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I do like this a lot!!! My word you describe the excitement wonderfully. My heart was racing until the end. I wanted to punch the air. I also liked the picture you added. Good luck in the contest.
Yorkshire Bard. Blessings
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Very good!
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