Put your money on black, or put your money on red. Some say it’s chance, some say fate. Whatever it is, make sure you’re in the game.
With the 2017 August Post Card Poetry Festival concluded, I’m nostalgic for last year’s work. Here are 2016’s poems and their post cards… consider it an August in review. If you missed this year’s fest and would like a postcard, let me know. I’ll send one and it doesn’t even need to be August…
How’d you get so lucky?
Your desires were a tall stack of chips
that got played
till your pockets were empty
So good to know
you were in the game all along
and not marching by
weighed down with fists
full of plastic
It is coincidental that today’s postcard is next in line… that being said, I ask you to consider these questions: What will it take for our representatives in Washington to tighten up the gun control laws and make military-style weapons illegal? At what point does an individual’s right to bear arms infringe upon the rights of their neighbors to live in safety and freedom?