April Poetry Challenge 2021: Day Eleven

 

Day 11 Prompt: Prime Number

Form: Dizain

 

"Hit" 

 

I’m praying at the black jack table, I’ll

“Hit” on hand of seventeen. Ace dealt out.

Lady luck has a beautiful smile.

Always dealt the best, take the lower route.

Eighteen is strong, but I need the payout.

I feel it, this is the time I tell her.

This makes the bad luck worth it. Voice bolder,

“Hit!” I am dealt 5 diamonds. Bust. Hope slips.

The waitress doesn’t stop at my shoulder. 

Dealer smiles, taking my stack of chips.

 

Poetry Challenge Day 7: Lucky

 

Lucky in Love 

A field blossomed in green

Walking with no purpose

They stop to watch a hawk

Seeking a meal to surface

He wonders if she is the one

Smile shines, eyes hold

Him like a blanket keeping 

At bay, the winter cold

He glances down at

His feet to see a patch

Of clovers, he kneels

A four leaf clover he grasps

She follows the hawk’s

Flight through the sky

Wishing to be free 

Turns to him and sighs

He is standing up

Smiles and holds out

The clover for her

To see the leaf count

Silence between them

He feels happy, lucky

She understand she needs

freedom, that is the key

She kisses his cheek, leaves

Him falling, spirit now weak