A night not so good
Broke but I played with
big boys anyway
About halfway through
night I panicked
luck was so so
not running real good
Why did I panic
bad my kind of luck
Fellow with cigar
he hollered real loud
his words not what
I wanted to hear
"Time to pony up
boys, it's pockets out"
at that time I was
down nine hundred bucks
only had ten cents
IOUs were due
fellow with cigar
had been winning all
night, some others too
Ended up hocking
my gold watch and my
false teeth to Andy
Their interest was high
ten times bank charges
but I was lucky to keep
lucky to keep my
shoes and underwear
Hey friend, a few bucks
I'm getting hungry
and out of the game
That bad night seemed long
But was cut way short
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- Copyright, Jimmiehov 2023, All Rights Reserved
*Click here to visit other writers on the "animals as a verb" prompt, my word, "pony" associated with the word "up" means 'pay your debt now'
- I am also linked with Magaly of the Friday Writings #79,
- Her prompt idea is "to write poetry or prose inspired by an unfinished project. My unfinished project that came to mind was to clean up the mess in the garage and in the second downstairs bedroom with was dedicated to being my 'office' but turned out to be junk room for my surpluses and things I needed to sort through.
- Since Friday Writing allows other previous work, I am opting out for now. My opening first two lines would have been:
"How do you make a mess
Answer is, "You don't"
I may write about that some other day, it looked like a fun project in itself. But I am using this poem as it didn't get the reading that I had hoped for on last Tuesday, May 30, with the dVerse group. I had linked it up using the wrong address and didn't discover this until later the next day when I had no comments. I repaired it but was expecting several other with whom I had read their poems and left comments on them.
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Labels: dVerse prompt, Fiction, Friday Writings, Poem, Story, Syllabic Form