The Last of the Hearts (One Stop Poetry)


The game of life was on

players easing into another hand

spades, diamonds and clubs  flying

one man controlled the game

with high trump

***

masterfully skilled

keeping his eye on the others

the cavalier swept more into his cache

waiting to take it

all

***

… and there they were

the helpless hearts

could no one protect them

from his grasp?

**

Alas

none could stand

against this man

the skillful manipulator

***

one lone heart beat

quivering

against his dark gleam

hoping for

reprieve

***

holding herself back

lest she too

be swept into the pile

of broken hearts

This poem is just one amoungst the myriad of finely written work. Please check out the poets at One Stop Poetry.

Thanks to Abulic Monkey for the perfect  heart *http://www.flickr.com/photos/abulic_monkey/736398022/

Published by moondustwriter

Thank you for visiting Moondustwriter. One of the many exciting things I've had the honor of doing is writing with an E. African team that is developing elementary curriculum for African children. As a writer, it is a thrill to help children (on all continents) who want to learn. I've been part of the blogging community for more than 10 years. Some old timers may remember the award winning (2011 Twitter Shorty ) blog community - One Stop Poetry. I was the co-producer of that fast growing blog community. I am a published writer, poet, artist and photographer. I have written, as well as edited, for periodicals, radio, blogs and fellow writers. There are many facets to this moon - thanks for stopping by.

65 thoughts on “The Last of the Hearts (One Stop Poetry)

  1. Who says 7 is supposed to be a lucky number? I’ve never though of a broken heart that way. Very creative, Leslie, in concept, image, and message.

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  2. The card game, the card sharks – it’s something that can be representative of so much more, as you’ve demonstrated here. Clever piece, Leslie.
    “… and there they were
    the helpless hearts
    could no one protect them
    from his grasp?”
    So many fit into that image…how much of the world is gripped in such a way?

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  3. Not a gambler, but I suppose I’ve gambled on love a time or two…won and lost…and so is the game of life. Love your ending verse.

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  4. Amazing Leslie! I love how you attributed the word-play in this “card” game with the contrast of life/relationships. As always your poetry/writing impress much on me!!! 🙂 ~April *hugs!!!

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    1. Hi 2KM & 2KJ,I know that Rememberance Day is a special day where we take a litlte bit of time to remember the men and women that fought, and sometimes died, for our country in various wars.Did you know that originally the 11th of November was the day that marked the end of World War 1 in 1918? It was called Armistice Day.These days there is often a service to remember people who have fought in wars. They read The Ode’ which is part of a longer poem and play two bugle calls named The Last Post’ and The Rouse’.Have you heard them before, or know what they represent? Maybe you can find out.Oh, I almost forget the second part of your question. At 11:11am I was having a cup of coffee and I’m pretty confident that at 11:11pm I’ll be in bed asleep!fromMr de Been3MD

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  5. We all get our heart broken sooner or later. Sometimes, it’s just the hand we’re dealt. But if we don’t risk it, we will never know true love….just my thoughts. Nice one shot.

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    1. This is an excellent post and may be one that you shulod followed up to see how things goA mate e-mailed this link the other day and I am excitedly anticipating your next post. Keep on on the amazing work.

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  6. love the whole card and gambling image …was not sure if it was a card game or relationship game….like one holding the queen of hearts…winner takes all…well done…bkm

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  7. MIND-BLOWING Leslie..really great one! using the spades, the broken heart concept..the imagery is just stunning! this poem is too precious for my words..can’t do it right..love it!
    rereading….:))

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  8. Ouch, Ouch, Ouch!! Those broken and soon to be discarded hearts!!

    But that one who tries to fight against the tide….goes against the tide.

    That effort redeems her.

    Loved this, the struggle to survive all that manipulation. Some are just so damn good at it you don’t see it coming because it’s delivered so smoothly, until it’s too damn late.

    Great, resonate poem.

    Lady Nyo

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  9. The metaphor of the card game really emphasizes the vulnerability of the hearts– the cavalier holding his hand– great sense of disempowerment and brava to the lone heart for holding out and holding back! xxj

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  10. Manipulators are just waiting in the corners ready to jump on their preys.As there will be predators ,there will be victims in this endless game of life.Like they say life is a gamble.

    Thanks for sharing your thoughts,Leslie.Beautiful and thought provoking one shot!

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    1. La’Nae – Beautiful photo Shop. You, Mike and my precious neephw Micah are always in my prayers. Love you all so much. As always Dawn, your work is gorgeous. I’m so happy that they were able to capture this moment. May God continue to Bless and keep you all.

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  11. I have never been much of a gambler, and try to avoid those who think they hold all the cards. 🙂 I liked your use of imagery and layering. Great piece. Blessings.

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  12. what a wonderful transition from the seven of hearts to this:
    holding herself back
    lest she too
    be swept into the pile
    of broken hearts

    i wonder, did it take the few seconds to read this for that metamorphis to happen…or was it a lifetime? i suspect the latter.

    as always, beautifully written.

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  13. i love how you mix this two topics…win and loose…reminds me somehow of the song “love is a battlefield..” don’t know exactly why though…have to search my soul…

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  14. Hi Moon…

    I posted several hours ago but I didn’t think it went through for some reason so I checked back and it appears it did not.

    I really like the transition you make in this piece and the picture of the playing card enhances the feeling of a bunch of guys sitting around poker…yet there is so much more and I especially like the way you ended it:

    holding herself back
    lest she too
    be swept into the pile
    of broken hearts

    Very nice! (I hope this one goes through)

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  15. The analogy of the card game is very effective here, Leslie. When I got to the last stanza, I was reminded of the song, The Gambler. Know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em. I’m glad she was skilled at the game of love.

    I’m smiling at the moon.

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      1. Heya i am for the first time here. I found this board and I find It really usuefl & it helped me out much. I hope to give something back and aid others like you aided me.

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  16. oh, its snowing! cool. I love cards, so this spoke to me right away Leslie. I loved the spin you put on the game. Great movement throughout. Didn’t have to ask what trump was in this game.

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    1. glad you picked up on that
      we play a game called hearts where the hearts are always trump. It made the dynamic tighter but any one understanding trump should pick up on that as you did

      Thanks

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