“Dead Man’s Hand”
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“Dead Man’s Hand”
Until the day I die,
I’ll never forget
those glassy, unblinking eyes.
Old Bill, he stared;
no devil denied.
Across the table,
I saw them eyes.
Surprised , he glared
at the cards in his hand.
Oh, the Queen of Spades
was his low-in-the-hole
‘neath Aces and Eights.
Yeah , Aces and Eights
now drip, drip, drip
in a dead man’s grip.
Left a drop of blood
on Bill’s Queen of Spades.
Left his business card
name of one called “Krel”;
(Some say from Hell)
but a Devil with his
unblinkin’ eyes.
(Wild Bill Hickock)
Of course I like this!
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Loved the flow and voice of this poem, the entry of the Devil was quite fun too 🙂
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Thanks, Tinkerbelle. The Devil just naturally belonged there in such a setting, lol.
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So true!
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Love this. Such an original take on the prompt–well written is an understatement. Good one!
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Thank you, Wizard!
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Much appreciated, Jacqueline. 🙂
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Thanks, Ted.
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Wonderful take on the prompts! And such a great poem. 🙂
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Thanks so much, Suzanne
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I wish I knew more about cards but I didn’t have any problem following your lead. I can picture the setting just by the voice of the poem. Excellent!
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Thanks, Meg. I’ve played a bit of cards in my lifetime, lol.
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I could see this playing out very vividly in my mind. Well done!
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Thank you, Kathy.
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But did you look at his feet? Well done, this drew quite a mental picture.
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The story goes, Wild Bill had won all of Jack McCoy’s money that night, so McCoy left the poker table and came back later and shot Bill in the back and killed him. Aces and Eights, of course, became the legendary “Dead Man’s Hand” from then on.
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