House of Cards

House of Cards

A Poem by C.R.Turner
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Written at 23, Dublin, Ireland

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There is another man
who stacks his house of cards so high
Empty plan on empty plan
he aims toward an empty sky.

And every now and then,
when he sees a little change in weather
He'll hop down from his house of cards
and start to nail them all together.

And when he sees the danger gone,
he goes on building, on and on
ever upward - out of sight
Who can match his dizzy height?

Alas, the day will surely come
when all the cards have rot away,
he'll look down on his house of nails
and know just why I keep away.

© 2012 C.R.Turner


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Hmm... very interesting tale, C.R.
I'm sitting here with my fingers musing at my chin, in contemplation.
(one of those nails must have caught my sleeve!..)
Thanks for sharing.

(I hope to get back to you once I've mulled this over)

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Wow!!!!!!!!

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C.R.Turner

11 Years Ago

Wowow!!!!! :)
nice poem!!!
congratulations for bagging the 3rd place
at the last so you think you can write season 3 by poetry rep

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C.R.Turner

11 Years Ago

Wow! Thank you my friend!!!! I didn't even know I had entered! Lol

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I'm a professional €150k a year poet. I can go from nought to tingly in two stanzas or less! Yeah right!! Sorry to disappoint but I'm just a regular guy processing his dirty linen in public, v.. more..

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