Never Play Poker With Yourself

Seeker

A widow’s walk beside a lonely sea

is where I search the silver main alone

I never search for barques that heel to lee

but for a wanton nymph upon her throne

 

A perfect love is what I always sought

To find her would redeem my hopeless soul

With sincere zeal I hoped but seldom thought

my noble dream could ever make me whole


In the domain of fools I dwell in dread

With sheep’s eyes gazing at the vasty deep

I see my own derisive sneer instead

Narcissus will condemn me to his keep

 

Our self reveals are festered thorns that hold

the painful truths and best conceal the gold

  • Author: George (My real name) (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 14th, 2016 18:17
  • Comment from author about the poem: I hate cards anyway.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 25
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  • SabreLi

    I love this one! I am quite partial to a bit of Texas Hold'em myself, but this piece can be interpreted in so many different ways. I love th3e references to Neptune and Narcissus, a great job! xx



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