' vegas '
chance is a hotel blind
an armchair of habit
senses mortgaged to hope
a creditcard of words
dine on a course of fears
do smoke a pipe of whims
but time's cost is rising
to be paid for with life
vegas undistracted
obfuscates semantics
this dialect so dicy
just lies undeciphered ..
/original/z.g.
Saturday, December 13, 2008
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Whoa! That was an adventure. I love the plays on words and the imagery. Your definition of chance as "senses mortgaged to hope" is marvelous.
An excellent poem, powerful yet so subtle.
Much food for thought. I like the line Sandy Carlson picked out... "senses mortgaged to hope."
Very original way of being distracted. Loved it truly!
mundane meanderings
PS: Please do come and post at Monday Poetry Train Revisited. You will love to board it
Great job - distraction comes in so many shapes - it's all in the dealer's hand...:)
i like how you described chance
I like the atmosphere in the first stanza.
Wow! I loved the word play. Excellent!
..Many Thanks To All Of U..
Deborah Godin said...
"I particularly enjoyed your poems for OSI "Distractions", especially the longer one - humor and words games mixed with keen observation!"
December 14, 2008 6:19 PM
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..namastey!~