Monday, December 22, 2014

Poem of the Day/Poker











I'm meeting this poet for coffee tomorrow.

Poker

Retirement feels like
an all night poker game

and here I sit
with a pile of chips

and feeling good
after a night of winning

but I don't cash in
I keep playing

and hit a losing streak
fading chip by chip

and if this continues
I'll end up broke

squandering it all
because I keep playing

and this easily turning
victory into defeat.

Charles Deemer


TS

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