Worlds Away

what the nomad brought home

Royal Flush

Seconds from the truth
And inches from the prize,
Your eyes
Scan for some indication
That you’re playing this just right.
Well, my guarded pair
Is no match for a cunning hand,
And I’m about to lose my shirt.
Whatever leaves you satisfied.
I’ll let you hide
Your royal flush.
This rush
Is not a lust for kings or queens or cash.
I only ever aim to raise the stakes,
See what the other player might reveal;
A woman always knows the cards
A man tries to conceal.

Moistened lips and drum of anxious fingers,
Question lingers:

Because either way, you win.

You grin,
I fold,
The pot is yours.
All bets are off,
We seal a deal with you on top.

A table’s wasted on a game of cards.

January 11, 2009 - Posted by | Poetry, Sex, Woman | , , , , , , ,


  1. I love its playfulness, the cunning teasing (both in manner of word choice plus phrasing, and in the subject matter). I imagine strip poker between equals. (grin) Then again, it could very well stand for the daily mind games between lovers-turned-companions. 🙂

    Comment by S.L. Corsua | January 14, 2009 | Reply

  2. S.L.: I hoped to convey a sense of the things we sometimes let our partners hide (i.e., an already-uncovered secret) in order to allow them to feel more comfortable, so that we can “let the game continue,” so to speak. 😉 (Not purposeful manipulation/deception so much as the feigned ignorance that can make interactions more interesting and less intimidating.)
    I especially like your insight into how this could represent daily mind games as well — hadn’t considered that as I wrote this, but it’s a great way to read it!

    Comment by 20yearsfromnow | January 14, 2009 | Reply

  3. i start from the end. i really like the last sentance, giving the whole poem a … mmm.. (not sure of the word. you will have to do without). and a nice metaphor too, illuminate many things as you and s.l. mentaiond before.
    i am happy you finding time for those short visits, to post and comment. what do you study again?

    Comment by utopianfragments | January 15, 2009 | Reply

  4. Thanks, fragments. My travels inspired me to go into sociology. Hopefully, I can do my part in this life to find ways of improving people’s circumstances.
    If you don’t mind me asking, what is it that you do? (If you’d rather retain your mystery, that’s fine.) 🙂

    Comment by 20yearsfromnow | January 15, 2009 | Reply

  5. i don’t mind that bit. last 8 years i have been traveling around, for now, and first after all those years, i am kind of based, in munich for the time,and funnly enough, i have started taking some uni courses, antropology and sociolgy to start with.

    Comment by utopianfragments | January 16, 2009 | Reply

  6. Haha, it pulls you in! I’m not surprised that that’s where you start your studies after extensive traveling. As an undergraduate student, I studied Anthropology as well. I chose sociology for grad school in part because I felt it would allow me to serve greater numbers of people. But I still love anthro! Glad to discover a fellow lover of humanity and student of society on WordPress. 🙂

    Comment by 20yearsfromnow | January 16, 2009 | Reply

  7. hey,

    thanks for the post man, long but interesting. I see that your a poker fan, what you think of these poker hands, the top 5 royal flushes 😀

    Comment by Kings Of Cards | April 22, 2009 | Reply

  8. Erotic, seductive metaphor – “I’m about to lose my shirt” is awesome.

    Comment by poeticgrin | June 22, 2009 | Reply

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