Tuesday, 29 December 2009

DAILY POEM "THE GAMBLER"

He sat at the table his face excited
awaiting the start of the game
for fifteen years he had played out of his skin
always hoping to reach the top and reap fame.

Shaggy long hair evident a comb had not entered
his face was unshaven and old
what clothes he had were not of quality
and his watch was made of plated gold.

An unpleasant odour engulfed his prescence
it was clear he had hardly ever bathed
and yet in a strange way he looked tidy
his collar on the shirt was unscathed.

His eyes lit up as the dealer dealt
he rattled his chips in his hand
like a person with a nervous disposition
he could not keep still for a grand!

High stakes on the table his brow was wet
from the pressure he felt deep inside
as well as not losing his rep was in danger
and for him he could not swallow his pride.

with each turn of the card his eyes glazed over
fear tied his stommoch in knots
sitting with a hand he deemed to be good
while throwing more chips near the slots.

this turn of the card could be make or break
you could cut the atmosphere with a knife
the silence was astonishingly stressful
it seemed this card could change his life.

The card turned over and it wasn't what he needed
the color drained from his face
ashen and teary he called to see the hands
no one was in a hurry or race.

He lost his lot that night at the casino
was left with nothing at all
dependant on gambling a disease for this guy
for him his world would fall.

Betting for pleasure everyone can cope with
but when it gets too serious give in
because at the end of the long drawn evening
mostly all of the time the house will win.

Gambling is an addiction for some people, many people can have a bet, have some fun and let it go, whilst the ones transfixed to machines, horses, casinos, can take it so seriously they begin to be addicted, like drugs and or alcahol its uneasy to wean off statistics are very high in this area.

Do you know anyone who has or is addicted to Gambling?

5 comments:

  1. I grinned widely as soon as I see you picture,
    I admired when I read your lines,
    Gambling is very popular in some countries, because it is unpredictable and a thrill if win.

    What a pleasure to have you remind people the dangrous side of the game....

    A poem is lovely written!
    Be proud of your sharp eyes and upright acts!

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  2. This poem is outstanding Billy and you have touch on an addiction that is not talked about as much as others. I have never had this problem, but feel for those who do. Your poems are getting more and more outstanding each time that you pen one. Thank you for sharing your talent with us.

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  3. YOUR GAMBLING POEM SHOWS THOSE WHO HAVE THIS PROBLEM WHAT THEY LOOK AND ACT LIKE. MAYBE IT
    WILL MAKE THEM TAKE CONTROL OF THIS HORRABLE ADDICTION THAT DESTROYES SO MANY LIVES AND SEEK
    HELP. CAN I SEND THIS TO A FRIEND? THANKS, MARILYN

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  4. What a great picture!
    The poem is fantastic!
    It flows with expectancy; I could feel his addition to the game.

    Love this; it had my stomach hurting with the tension:

    “The card turned over and it wasn't what he needed
    the color drained from his face
    ashen and teary he called to see the hands
    no one was in a hurry or race.”

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  5. This is a nightmare for everyone concerned, Gambling is an addiction, thanks friends for your kind comments.

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