In the darkness of a parlor drawer
A forgotten deck of cards gathers dust
Well worn with ancient memories
A remnant from another time
In the predawn light
By the glow of a computer
Eight decks shuffle
A spider's solitaire
There are no Clubs
in a rural deck of cards
There is too much work
to be dancing under strobes
The Two of Diamonds
sparkle in her eyes
Full of laughter - in joyous times
Determined with resolve - more often
The Ace of Hearts
reigns above all other hearts
that wander in and out of times and fields
Leaving behind a part of themselves
The Queen of Spades surveys all
Six spades await a call to duty
The Queen finds comfort in the King of Spades
who shares her heart and bed
This is a really great play on the suits in a deck of cards.... Well worn with memories.... Clubs being "Social Clubs", and you made the setting complete with a "rural" deck of cards and too much work to be done...... My mind came alive with images of a young poet sitting at his computer, in a farm-house, early in the morning before chores, typing away, falling to his passion.... And the Queen of spades, six children, and the patriarch, the King..... Very imaginative and colorful...... I really enjoyed visiting Marc.....
ReplyDeletesmiles...ha quite a drama within those cards...though i may fancy a club every once in a while...smiles.
ReplyDeleteJohn, you pretty much nailed it. I didn't think that I conveyed enough information within the poem to set the setting. You got it!
ReplyDeleteBrian, a Canadian Club will do. Neat. Thank you for the kind words.
ReplyDeleteamazing never looked at card quite this way before. My Mom has a bad habit she loves to play spiders all day long and it takes up her entire day doing this one great write
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You have a great Halloween poem, Ann. I would love to share it with the Bar None Group community.
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