The Wheel

Some play roulette
And regret
Nought until they choose
To lose
All on the wheel,
That can not feel

Others choose
To lose
All and fall
For a good time girl.

The wheel
Will whirl
And they feel
The thrill of sin.

Some poets spin
A rhyme
About a good time
Girl and the roulette
Wheel that goes round
In circles of regret.
But ’tis nothing profound.

4 thoughts on “The Wheel

  1. blindzanygirl

    This is lovely Kevin, despite the mention of sin which is actually quite appealin. However I know nothing of roulette.

    1. K Morris Poet Post author

      Thanks, Lorraine. I am not a gambling man (other than the extremely rare occasions when I risk a few pounds on the horses), but I haven’t done so for many years.

      1. blindzanygirl

        I suppose you could call doing the Lottery gambling, but we only buy a limited amount. We only recently started doing the Lottery though, having resisted it for years. I can’t remember ever having had a bet on a horse, though I may have done at some point. As for the sin bit, well I am not telling πŸ˜€πŸ˜€πŸ˜€

  2. blindzanygirl

    Oh Kevin, I just read your poem Double Bed in your book. It made me cry. Beautiful. Where can I comment on the poems in your book?


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