Woman with a Veil 2

Ms. HaikuMs. Haiku Washington DCPosts: 6,895
A cigar wrapped with a lavender band
lays on her indigo velvet purse, and
when she removes her card of four her hand
regurgitates it on the dealer's green.

The woman with the veil gambles softly
and wins constellations. The cards nightly
uncover chance and requests logically 
timed in street theorems of sidewalk cities.

Her palms hold puzzles thicker than paper
with scars from short nods of older gamblers 
that an escape to safety undisturbed 
is the balliwick she owns unexplored.

She slips between her hired guardians,
but her heft are scars of wrong times chosen.
There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird

Comments

  • thispureamericanriotthispureamericanriot CaliforniaPosts: 431
    I really like this poem. Some great imagery:

    "...wins constellations"
    "...street theorems"
    "Her palms hold puzzles thicker than paper
    with scars".
    "...balliwick she owns unexplored"

    One of your better ones.
  • Ms. HaikuMs. Haiku Washington DCPosts: 6,895
    Thank you, thispureamericanriot.
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
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