by agoodguy2havesuffolk, Virginia, USA
Sep 2010 785 Views 12 comments
the dice of life
roll your chances, roll the bones
always ready for card or number
nuance all of life's unknowns
whichever way that we may blunder
so much goes on seems accidental
what we know, may not be, what is
mother nature's often temperamental
much to work out life's exercises
against a sea of troubles, to take arms
or meet godly Cupid with lovely Psyche
held captive by arrowed loves charms
opposites attract and magnetize alike
what the Fates of fortune may bring
travails, of which none are immune
outrageous fortune's arrows and slings
any life may end all too soon
bust or boon the loves of Cupid
day's, even minutes come risking peril
a little dirt under fingers is suited
better than life of days so sterile
in the mind to suffer the nobler
heart awakened by tumbling chance
repeating, not to be, or to be
lucky numbers up for life's romance
© agoodguy2have 2010-09-26
always ready for card or number
nuance all of life's unknowns
whichever way that we may blunder
so much goes on seems accidental
what we know, may not be, what is
mother nature's often temperamental
much to work out life's exercises
against a sea of troubles, to take arms
or meet godly Cupid with lovely Psyche
held captive by arrowed loves charms
opposites attract and magnetize alike
what the Fates of fortune may bring
travails, of which none are immune
outrageous fortune's arrows and slings
any life may end all too soon
bust or boon the loves of Cupid
day's, even minutes come risking peril
a little dirt under fingers is suited
better than life of days so sterile
in the mind to suffer the nobler
heart awakened by tumbling chance
repeating, not to be, or to be
lucky numbers up for life's romance
© agoodguy2have 2010-09-26
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Posted: Sep 2010
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Comments (12)
whichever way that we may blunder"
Encouraging, that even our blunders can be turned into blessings by the magical universe, [from the latin = 'one-song'], we inhabit...
now roll the bones again...and smile
You did it again. Another great write. You amaze me with your words. Thanks.
I have to tell you though, there is no such thing as coincidence...
CJ
Roll the bones and take a chance
Excellent poem
Good topic
Blessings always
rob
I don't know about your dice but your loaded poem is a roll of 5 and 2. minutes come risking peril...or...lucky numbers up for life's romance...roll your chances.