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April 24, 2006 - Monday 

Category: Writing and Poetry

All-In (A Texas Hold'em Tale)

I've played Hearts with whiskey
I've played Gin with rum
I've played Omaha in a Birmingham city jail

I've played Russian Roulette
in Iowa until I won,
but nothing was like playing Texas Hold'em in hell

The Devil dealt
like he always did-
from the bottom of the deck within his sin

But no one cared
His actions slid,
'cause it's not really cheating if you never win

A drunken angel held her cards
just a little too low again
But I never cheated
although I knew I should
Deep down, I knew how to win

Aces high, deuces wild
Blinded like an adolescent child
I never knew who to truly believe

God beside me
The Devil's eyed me
But both have a trick up their sleeve

I try to catch a glimpse
of an eye trying to catch
a glimpse of the eye of me
I've been caught before
They'd tell me more
but they'd never truly let me see

Eights in my pocket
and a tiny little locket
but I don't know what's in my jeans
No beginning or an end
I thought of her again
but I don't know what that truly means

We got a man trying to be
a man trying to see
if he can somehow become a rich tycoon
But what he looks like to me
is a man trying to see
a dream that folded much too soon

A woman to his right
playin' an ace
and Fate to the right of her
God's screamin'
Just give me some space!
We all know what's about to occur

But the game all stops
when a brokenhearted lover
refuses to play the cards she's dealt
The cards stacked against her---
She's never played her cards right
while waiting for her heart to melt

But I kept lookin' at the angel
who reminded me
that two cards don't always make a pair
I just bet a little more-
I've been discarded before
I bluffed like a millionaire

No kings or any queens in the world today-
we're livin' in a joker'd deck
I might've found me a queen
but I wasn't her king,
I'm the man who just had to check

Reached for my heart-
only one in my pocket
I was gonna to give it all to her
I slipped my angel that tiny little locket
that wasn't so small to her

Never did she want
the beauty of a diamond
She smiled as the river turned
Taught me once again
that winning's impossible,
but never did she truly learn

Impossible's just
what we say when we've lost-
when we've lost all our grasp of hope
The Devil with a smirk on his smiling face-
thinkin' that we might elope

We bet a little more, knowing what's in store
We both knew we couldn't win
Everyone could see were just two defeated winners
waiting for the game to end

The odds were so against us, we had to go all-in
but Fate had a perfect hand
We got up from the table, counted all our dimes
but all we had left was sin

With a smile on my face,
I've never had an ace
I never truly tried to win
We went out for some coffee
we barely could afford,
not waiting for the game to end

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Anne

 
I like this Charlie (and thanks for adding me).
 
Posted by Anne on April 26, 2006 - Wednesday - 2:19 PM
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Vonnie

 

I love this :)

Thank you for sharing your gift with me. :)


 
Posted by Vonnie on April 25, 2006 - Tuesday - 5:56 PM
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[[GABOLOSO]]

 
Awesome. Great job, Charlie.
 
Posted by [[GABOLOSO]] on April 25, 2006 - Tuesday - 7:27 AM
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Random Dreamrider
Random Dreamrider

 
The best hand
is a folded hand,
just in case
one doesn't have
the hand
to check-n-bait

Dreamrider

 
Posted by Random Dreamrider on April 24, 2006 - Monday - 7:13 PM
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F William McGinnis jr

 
loves it thanks for sharing
 
Posted by F William McGinnis jr on April 24, 2006 - Monday - 1:42 PM
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Vincent Truman
Vincent Truman

 

Dark and eerie.  With just the right measure of hope.  Like it.


 
Posted by Vincent Truman on April 24, 2006 - Monday - 11:55 AM
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Valeria

 
great!
 
Posted by Valeria on April 24, 2006 - Monday - 1:54 PM
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Kristen Leigh
Kristen Phillips

 
Well done, Charlie.  Fantastically written.  They just keep getting better and better.
 
Posted by Kristen Leigh on April 24, 2006 - Monday - 2:22 PM
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Jenny Neal: Super Hero Awesome

 
As a Texas Hold'Em player...and a writer myself.....

I LOVE IT!

I also think I see a deeper meaning in it.  (Again, maybe it's just what I see....but it's good just the same.)

Kudos, Charlie!

 
Posted by Jenny Neal: Super Hero Awesome on April 24, 2006 - Monday - 3:05 PM
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Daniel Christoph

 

 
Posted by Daniel Christoph on April 24, 2006 - Monday - 4:00 PM
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Injoy

 

"but nothing was like playing Texas Hold'em in hell"

What a captivating tale.


 
Posted by Injoy on April 24, 2006 - Monday - 4:06 PM
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Romano
Nick Romano

 
really cool piece here...really dig it
 
Posted by Romano on April 24, 2006 - Monday - 4:37 PM
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Michael
Michael Walker

 
Very good, Charlie. I liked this poem a lot.
 
Posted by Michael on April 24, 2006 - Monday - 5:08 PM
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Interesting!  In my humble opinion, it could use a fine tuning.  But it's really great and fun!  Love the "characters"!
 
Posted by on April 24, 2006 - Monday - 5:25 PM
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~ Cogito ~

 
Agree with Jen to me it was long but was fun to read
 
Posted by ~ Cogito ~ on April 24, 2006 - Monday - 10:24 PM
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Tish
Tish Graham

 
Wonderfully written, great topic, It is some musical qualities to it which makes it even better.  I love it!!!
 
Posted by Tish on April 24, 2006 - Monday - 6:31 PM
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Imua

 

I enjoyed this one. Great from beginning to end.


 
Posted by Imua on April 24, 2006 - Monday - 7:01 PM
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Womanzsoul

 
Everyone could see were just two defeated winners
waiting for the game to end...
Loved that line...good write
 
Posted by Womanzsoul on April 24, 2006 - Monday - 10:12 PM
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A Legend in my Own Mind

 

I save and savor your poems
like a delicacy and treat
each and every one
a most exceptional feat
each exceeding the preceding
proceeding to feed our souls
each roasted to perfection
on devilish hot coals.


 


 
Posted by A Legend in my Own Mind on April 25, 2006 - Tuesday - 1:09 AM
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LakerBunny
Janie Blogstress

 

God beside me
The Devil's eyed me
But both have a trick up their sleeve

this line is great.  nice metaphor for life.


 
Posted by LakerBunny on April 25, 2006 - Tuesday - 2:33 AM
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goodbye

 
Poker is one I never play...........scares the hell outta me! Well written!
 
Posted by goodbye on April 25, 2006 - Tuesday - 3:32 PM
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Dylan is Nalyd(ge)
Brian Lasecki

 
I really liked the beginning... Very clever start. The rest was long, but it had an enjoyable pace, with some sweet references to cards/poker that doubled in life. Nice.
 
Posted by Dylan is Nalyd(ge) on April 25, 2006 - Tuesday - 9:41 PM
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YY UR YY UB

 
Nice...mind if I tell some friends about it? They are ture card-a holics and would get a kick out of how well you wrote this.  
 
Posted by YY UR YY UB on April 26, 2006 - Wednesday - 1:34 AM
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MamaNature

 
Yeah, yeah, yeah!! Good process, good work.  Awesome.
 
Posted by MamaNature on April 26, 2006 - Wednesday - 3:46 PM
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fickle, fickle little girl
Jessica Mahlstedt

 
what a tale you tell!
 
Posted by fickle, fickle little girl on April 27, 2006 - Thursday - 11:48 PM
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§lip§tream Ðreaming™

 

The craft of wordsmithing coupled with that of gambling...the metaphor is perfect throughout this:) Do you happen to have one on playing pool as well? Though cards are a great game of skill, luck, and a bit of psychology, the game of billiards still holds my heart:)  I am glad I was able to get by here today, and will surely return to bite into another tasty morsel very soon. Thanks for all you do in the name of art and artists!

~SlipStream


 
Posted by §lip§tream Ðreaming™ on May 18, 2006 - Thursday - 2:31 PM
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Barney

 

I read this a couple times and

 "Impossible's just
what we say when we've lost" made me smile everytime.  That is a great phrase.  I love epic poetry anyway.


 
Posted by Barney on June 13, 2006 - Tuesday - 5:45 AM
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Notorious BIZ (Biselliano)

 
A little too long for me, but not bad at all. I can definately say there some things that I liked about it. Keep on writin'.

Curt

 
Posted by Notorious BIZ (Biselliano) on November 16, 2006 - Thursday - 8:29 AM
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Jewels
Julie Roller

 

you are such a great poet !!

now dont  let your head get to big now!!!

Jewels

hugss & KISSES
:-)


 
Posted by Jewels on November 29, 2006 - Wednesday - 5:42 AM
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I love My SnOoKie! <3 Chris u r so Sexi Boo!!

 

ahh this is a great poem

I think Im gonna be enjoying all ur others too

I love poetry


 
Posted by I love My SnOoKie! <3 Chris u r so Sexi Boo!! on December 10, 2006 - Sunday - 2:29 PM
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Mrs. Matthew Koval
Brianne Koval

 
How about I clap my hands, just like all the others? Twiddle my fingers and hope that you enjoy a well-thought-out comment from a complete stranger? How about I sit here patiently, drinking a Diet Dr. Pepper that tastes like Cardboard in a Mouth and swing my feet from my chair, reading a few more poems?
 
Posted by Mrs. Matthew Koval on January 11, 2007 - Thursday - 4:43 AM
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Glen Yumang Manese™
Glen Yumang Manese

 
poker, a game of patience and with this write ~ you've done well to show that in the words...


Glen Yumang Manese
 
Posted by Glen Yumang Manese™ on December 18, 2007 - Tuesday - 2:24 AM
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