The Winning Bluff

The winning bluff is very hard
Knowing they hold all the cards
To lose would be utter disgrace
Failure and a loss of face
So we remain on total guard

Faces of ivory carved
While pleasantries are being pared
Picking up the losing pace
The winning bluff

Avoiding all the wild cards
Holding the hand close to guard
Caught inside a hardened space
Losing to win the race
With the winning bluff

Writer's Block

The creative process slows to a crawl

My pen is limp in my hand

And…

Now…

I...

Wait…

And now with each word I scrawl

My brain starts to expand

The words begin to flow

Expanding at a faster pace

I allow as that my rest is done

It’s broken its terrible brace

I have lifted the veil and seen

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Race

Race

This breakneck speed, it never stops

A frantic, hectic pace

The crashing, clanking sound of the world

There’s a reason it’s called the human race

Where do we go when just need a break

When you need to just get away

Sometimes we all need a new look on life

A new prospective on the day

So we head for mountain, sand and shore

To relax and recharge and rest

But maybe we don’t know how to slow ourselves down

What methods really work the best

A change is coming carried on currents

Which way they blow no one knows

Just try to keep your head on straight

This world keeps you on your toes

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