Turn Of The Cards { V I I - V I I - V I I } (Rp) Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

Turn Of The Cards { V I I - V I I - V I I } (Rp)



Turn Of The Cards { V I I - V I I - V I I } (Rp)

______________VII-VII-VII _____________

When comes my time to fold or call....what shall I see?
A comet bright, black holes in space, a House of Deity?
The notion of Death will not occlude my Souls chastity
In raising my odds to cover 'The House' expectancies.
Turning over my cards I see the hand that's dealt to me;
Faith, my lone certitude, 'The House' will welcome me.

________________ ~F j R~________________




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Frank James Ryan, Jr.
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Saturday, June 18, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: metaphor
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