
Maybe: An Enigma.
Maybe if I had played my cards
a little closer to my chest,
you wouldn’t then have known
that I had played my best;
now I have to wait
for your tom foolery
to decide what to do
with the rest of me
*pic courtesy of wikipedia
It’s not easy putting yourself out there. Good luck!
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thanks, Bob; I found the perfect metaphor π I was so pleased when the lines ‘fell into’ my lap —
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If its any conciliation, never was I.
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a wait and see
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brilliant analogy, John.
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thanks so much; it clicked for me too π
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A clever one, John. The poem flows like a lyrical stream. π
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thanks Terveen; I like it that it’s tight and rhythmic, contained but suggestive — like a haiku —
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Good one. Makes me think of the ABBA song ‘Winner takes it all’
I’ve played all my cards
And that’s what you’ve done too
Nothing more to say
No more ace to play
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thanks, Ulle; that’s a good reference; I had forgotten that long ago song —
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Good one John, Itβs great to have yourself out there!
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I felt the time has come ; thank you π
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Love this one my friend π€π€
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one of my favourites too: it’s tight, compact and ominous —
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Just what I like! ππ€
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