painting by Andy Thomas
Slow Draw
“Sex is good, they say, but poker lasts longer.”
--Amarillo Slim.
Pecos Bob
wore that
evil smirk
as he lay down
his ace high
straight.
I was all in
and I had bet
the farm
and my pants.
I fanned out
a royal straight flush.
He went for
his Colt,
but he never
cleared leather.
Glenn Buttkus
Quadrille
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16 comments:
If you are too slow it's better to never draw... there are some hands that always win.
Ouch! That was a fun take on the word flush Glenn.
"I had bet
the farm
and my pants"
This made me smile big, Glenn. Thanks! :)
The luck of the draw. ;)
This was an entertaining little snippet! Love the voice.
It is good you got to keep your pants!! LOL... I can see it playing out in Black and White!
another flush from the wild west as he wrestled his shirt and farm back! cute
Bravo!!! A suspensful take on the prompt
Happy Monday
Much💛love
Well told story in a few words. I like how he even bet his pants and could still draw faster.
Now that's supreme self-confidence … to bet one's pants! My kind of gambler!
I guess you flushed him out!
I love a cowboy who knows his way around a poker game -- and a pistol!
Your poem reminded me of an old Western film, Glenn, echoes of childhood. America was a far-off dream. I thought it was all guns, horses, cards and saloons. We all grow up eventually, even countries.
Best to always be prepared.
Love that ending. Who knows what could've happened!
Pat
Oh, fun one!
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