Why this card
Out of fifty-two
Did it speak to you?

Is it a symbol
Or was it just something
You had to choose?

Is the nine
Your lucky number
One where you never lose?

The hearts
Do you hold as many
Are they as true?

Why this card?
Why this number?
Why these hearts?
Why?
C0ast©

I'm the 9 of hearts in the game of love,
There's not a club that I'm a member of.

In diamonds I am not decked out,
The spades don't dig what I'm about.

The Queen of hearts, the King won't leave,
And Jack keeps the ace up his sleeve.

The Joker's much too wild for me,
I'm past my prime, claim 7, 5, and 3.

I'm too odd to suit 8, 6, 4, or 2,
10's above me and says I just won't do.

No matter how sad, or how heartfelt,
I can only play the hand I'm dealt.
Theophilus©

the deck now holds only 51
cause one has gone astray
will a match minus 9 of hearts,
be any fun?

drifted away from the deck
what's it all about
making games a wreck

now hands are impossible
with 9 standing alone
listening as they count
"minus one they groan"
MiNN©

Never or ever will there be such a sequence.
The nines at this time actually is pleasing
It's unusual maybe a ritual to see this today.
This card with its hearts is easy to play.

It's the nines of this rhyme that makes this unique.
For today can no way be so average you see.
I feel that it's real and cannot be compared.
So the mystery of this history does make it so rare.

You see we are pleased with a nine in our hand,
with blackjack we just lack a one from a ten.
And with poker we do hold there a possible flush,
or a straight we can play 5 thru 9 if we must.

Now onward we will conquer those cards that you hold,
for my nines will deny any hand that you show.
As you see I am pleased with a four of a kind,
Here I go this I know I will win with my nines.
poeticer, T.A.S.©

The nine of hearts laid tattered, lay torn.
He promised to quit, he had even sworn.
Deal after deal he had lost what was dear.
Addiction in hand, ever so clear.
This final trick, to win or lose,
He gambled his last heart, unable to choose.
Alone he now sits, head and spade in his hand.
All nine hearts lost, was not his initial plan.
Out of contol, silently he left the room.
Desperate, despondent..He shot himself.. Boom!
gigi©

Taped to the door an Ace of Hearts
with a note that says, one kiss
to find the others just look around
they lead to something you won't want to miss.

A Two of Hearts lay on the table
attached was another note
two kisses now you have found
want more, try the pockets of your coat.

Inside the pocket I found a small box
tied with a ribbon I use for my hair
the Three of Hearts was pressed inside
and I lifted it out with care.

Beneath the card was a heart shaped locket
that dangled from a chain of gold
shivers of delight rushed through my veins
couldn't wait for the next clue to unfold.

Chilled champagne was the Four of Hearts
then Five more kisses to collect in time
the Six of Hearts was my favorite perfume
with a note saying to listen for the chime.

When the chime rang out he was there in the door
over his heart his hand was pressed
sshhh, listen - there are seven chimes
together Seven Hearts can't beat like this.

He filled our glasses and toasted our love
then he asked me to cover my eyes
a bouquet of roses of the deepest red
long stemmed was the wonderful surprise.

Inside was tucked the Eight of Hearts
and I asked what the card stood for
one heart for each month I've been in love
with the lady that I adore.

He then reached in his pocket and handed me
the Nine of Hearts, and said with a smile
this one stands for the months to come
for I plan to be around for a while.

Wrapped in his arms warm and secure
soft kisses by candlelight
tingling sensations flooding through us
two hearts beat as one tonight.
Daisy©

3 am, nothing on tv
paid programming
music videos, not tonight
bad movies or shopping

friends on-line, none
cruise the net, boring
e-mail, nothing new
wide awake, should be snoring

solitaire, ya
black two on red trey
red jack on black queen
pick pick and play

all losses, no wins
no wonder, no heart nine
where is it, did it fall
the card of love and wine

i found it, now i remember
poems of tennyson
i used it for a bookmark,
in the garden of swainston

at last i have found my company
time to get lost in reverie
poetry the incarnate elixir
like a symphony by debussy
b.eniii©

1 heart 2 hearts 3 hearts 4
5 hearts 6, do you want any more?
7 hearts lined up at your door.
8 and 9? What's more than one for?
Wes©

Here I lay, on a leathered couch
Oily, with corners wilted,
I don't know why,- I'm always so shy
Sometimes I just feel slighted

I must confess, I have Ace envy
To be the big guy on campus,
I should be green, stuck in between
Not even causing a ruckus.

The Ace is the one, like a loaded gun
That leads all my siblings along,
The King ends the day, with continued play
And here's ME - WHY am I wrong?!?!

I neither fit in, at beginning or end
But lolly, forgotten and used.
Were I even a Ten or a Jack or a Queen
Why am I so ABUSED!

I've come here today, to enlist your aid
As my Doc, and my cohort in Crime.
I hand you this pen, and will you begin
To erase my two outward lines.?

In doing so.. I then will become
The envy of all of my peers
Say goodbye to the NINE, Hello to the ACE
Sweet revenge.. I'M SWITCHING GEARS!
Solar©

Hearts are hot
are they not?
The number nine
could be fine
Games can be played
even Old Maid
Maybe War
will make a score
Also Gin
penny a point to win
So no matter what the name
how about a wee game!
pixierose©

Two columns of crimson hearts
stand like pillars of fire
One lonely heart in between
standing amidst the pyre

Hearts burning with desire
Glowing like ruby glass
How did this lonely heart
catch on fire so fast

A card with burning red hearts
and background of virgin white
somewhere a deck is missing
the card I have in my sight

I've kept it as a reminder
of love's prison of desire
and how a heart can be held
in the confines of hearts on fire
Warrior Poet©

To you darling I offer the nine of hearts
It s not just a simple piece of card
Hold it tight to your love nest
And give your green eyes a little rest
Open them now look and see
How great our passion can be
The bouquet of nine has only ours, they glow
Love makes magic you never know
ice_onfire©

Ten is the number for perfection
yet you are the perfect reflection
you've told me on a scale from 1-10
that nine is written with a poets pen
so much smoother it does appear
and not afraid of the ten that's near

Ten is a one and a zero side by side
but my heart takes this nine with pride
within the playing cards of our life
hearts will always get rid of the strife
so we take the hearts and add the nine
we end up with almost a love so fine

Leaving a bit of room to make a mistake
at times wondering if a heart can break
nine reminds us we know right from wrong
and altho imperfect we can become strong
so we place a perfect ten next to a nine
a one and a zero can make a perfect design

The difference is that the nine stands alone
but add that amount of hearts to a throne
a feeling of trust, passion and love we share
there will be no more tears, dark or despair
as we stand imperfectly in perfections time
not as a ten but as a silently perfect nine
Bloozey©

I wanted to send you a card
to express how I feel in my heart.
All nine lives I would spend with you
gentle, loving, respectful,and true.
So I went through the deck
to make my select
the nine of hearts I choose for you.
Emerald©

Please take any card from this pack
And hold it up like so...
Between thumb and first finger
And show to the audience here tonight so that they all may know...

Now place the card back in the pack
And I shall shuffle it so...
Between thumbs and first fingers
Just watch this trick and see the cards how they flow...

Now remember the card hidden within this pack
Which I place in your hand like so...
Between thumb and first finger
Please pick up the top card and look so you may know...

Tell me now was the card you choose from the pack
The one that you hold like so...
Between thumb and first finger
Please tell the people here tonight so we all may know...

I can confirm the card from the top of pack
That I hold in my hand like so...
Between thumb and first finger
IS the 'NINE OF HEARTS' the one that I picked on this SHOW..
Galadhriel©

Take Me to a World where One needs not
a beat of a heart to live
Hearts are only for broken promises ... forgotten wishes
and lost dreams.

Let Me now sing the song with muted voices of the shadow
of long lost loves
Here My litttle heart......place thy parched lips
drink thirstily from the challace of elixir of hemlock.

Then dance thy final number with the Grim Reaper
remembering not of the painful memories
Dancing .... and whirling ....endlessly
with My partner in death.

At last in a state that has haunted Me ....thinking NOT,
But in an eternal bliss of nothingness
Just floating out in the Sea of Infinity
hearing.....touching.... feeling none.

Nine lives....nine hearts....nine chances at life
Life as known before ....nonexisting
YET only the chance of nine ...and no REAL living
game of fifty two pick up.... nine of hearts now gone.
LongLeggedTxn©

A nine of hearts falls from the deck,
Evoking memories of times long past.
We would sit at the big table and play.
What was the game? That’s hard to say.
Hearts, spades, pinochle, or euchre.
Baby in my lap or on granny’s shoulder.
Tea and cookies, or maybe coffee for all
On long winter nights. We had a ball.
Husband as partner, or maybe his mother,
Once in a while ‘twas even his brother.
We’d play for hours, not noticing time,
Not hearing the clock when it would chime.
Laughing and talking about different things.
Relatives, crops, or maybe the haying.
Older and younger all there together,
Daughters and sons, sisters and brothers.
Many’s the night we spent that way.
Memories of a much younger day.
Anjaleck©

No one brings to me such satisfaction of soul,
Inner dreams are fulfilled in words we share.
Never mind that I am here, and you are there.
Every virtual touch and kiss my heart unfolds.

No one but you, though far away,
Invades my being so completely,
Nor can raise my spirit as when you meet me.
Each together moment highlights my day.

No one stays with me when they're not there,
Instills in me such peace of mind,
Nor in my heart so brightly shines,
Except for you, who makes me care.

No! We're not separate when you're not online.
I have a talisman upon my screen.
Nine of hearts brings you to me.
Expressing equality and romance sublime.

No one else brings feelings I can't define.
If you're not there, you are still here,
Next to me in visions clear.
Ever present inside the nine.
Swordstone©

The nine of hearts
one shy of ten,
The lonely hearts say-
where have you been?

Off your gone
to places unknown-
Away from your deck,
that formerly shown.

That new deck won't take you,
I'm sorry to say-
Get back in the pack,
it's the only way!
jopi2©

The nine of hearts card
With 9 little red hearts
On a white cardboard background
What on earth does it signify?
T o me it’s the 9 things I love about you
The hugs & the kisses
The sweet things you say
Your gentlemanly manners
The poems you write me
The way that you see me
How much you adore me
Those blue eyes as deep as the sea
And that pearly white smile
Well , basically everything about you

You know who you are
( a hint’s in the title)
Nikk_stars©

A house of hearts for all to ponder
alone it stands to be seen from yonder
Upon a bluff it stands alone
above the valley low unbeknown

A labor of love it shall forever be
with spades in hand for you and me
Side by side we play out our hands
as destiny's dealer so demands

Birds of prey in abundance you will see
a threat it seems they surely could be
Circling high as vultures tend to do
they are with certainly a persistent crew

A raging wind could relentlessly club
our house of cards, this abode of love
With a turbulent flow until it finally leans
plummeting it from high above into the ravine

They fail to see the diamonds bright
surrounding us with brilliance and might
Constantly guiding us through dark ebony nights
when light of day seems to have been issued last rites

A treasure found so rare and true
two sets of eyes reflecting hues
Of crimson reds and brilliant gold's
from deep within come shining through

From friendship grew a love so true
our trump card it is for me and you
To play upon those birds of prey
forever keeping them at bay

No circling prey nor blustering wind above
can break this chain of sweetest love
With trump card in hand I shall never fear
for your love will always draw me near

My King of Hearts calls out to me
his loving Queen forever to be
Two hearts complete with a single beat
not even a straight flush our hand can defeat
_Gitte©

fate
it is said
is all in the cards.
the luck of the draw,
how we play the hands we are dealt.

soooo

anyone up for a game of hearts?
der_girlo©

Linked
in an ever growing chain.
Stretching
from creation to eternity.
Resonating
percussive membranes
striking
a rhythm of life.
Echoing
the beat one to another.
Passed
across the generations;
becoming
stronger with each addition.
Unbroken
even by the shattered ones;
joined
forever
these beating, loving hearts.
rutile©

9 of hearts, an uneven number
4 upright and 5 downunder

Left top corner shows a 9
Bottom right resemble a 6, its one of a kind

Turn the card around, its not the same
5 upright, 4 downunder, still same name

Made of paper these hearts of 9
Mine is of stone, one of a kind
hunnybunn_3©

Eight hearts paired
To the right and left
But one lonely heart
Is bereft

It's the ninth
That stands all alone
Surrounded by eight
It cannot clone

Dressed in red
To try and blend
It has no mate
But it thinks it's great

To be free at last
And have a blast
To giggle and debate
With the other eight
Heidi©

My heart is alone waiting
Many try to reach it and touch it
They knock and knock
Hoping to come in
Some use pretty words
Some sing songs
Some give gifts
All are trying to win my hearts affections
But alas
No one comes close to the
Memory of a dreamer who has captured
My heart locking it up oh so tight
That no one may enter in
It has been chained with love tried and true
Built on a foundation of trust, respect and honor
So you see many a heart will try
But no one will enter
For only the dreamer holds the key
Keeping me faithful and true
So alone my heart will stay
Till the key has been placed within my heart
Evermore to stay
Heart and Soul bound
Forever as one
Alone no more
This lonely heart awaits patiently for
The dreamer to come
LadyValor©

Eight lives have I completed
Some so shortly deleted
In the first I was merely a kitten
And with fast cars I was smitten
I chased one too many on the road
Became a scavenger's meal a la mode
Next I was a tom defending my turf
But great flooding rains turned it into a surf
After many a life walking the street
I've finally found a place to rest my feet
Spoiled now I sit and watch the fire
Of life indoors I could never tire
My people come running at my every meow
It's the life of a king I am living now
My ninth life has been the best from the very start
Loudly purring, I rest with a contented heart
Shadow Whysper©

For our first anniversary my blushing bride gave to me
A ribbon with a heart shaped bow incasing her body
Our second anniversary my lover gave me her heart with a kiss
Starting at sunset and ending at sunrise with me in bliss
Our third anniversary my wife gave me a candy heart I.O.U.
A perfect way to avoid her mother when nothing else would do
Came our forth my better half, broken hearted flipped her lid
I didn't mean to forget it was our anniversary, but I did
Five Years together and the old lady just gave me a bill
For a heart shape diamond ring to prove to her how I feel
Our sixth anniversary and the old ball and chain locked me out
She claimed my heart was only for work as she began to pout
Seven trying years of marriage and all we did was fuss
But she was happy because her mother came to live with us
Our eighth anniversary her mother told me I was a stupid bum
Because I said a heart shape pool in a yard so small is dumb
On our ninth anniversary the bitch's lawyer gave to me
A 9 of hearts with four zeros, the monthly cost I pay in alimony
Bear1Mage©

Eight then ten
I missed the heart's nine
I'll search again
karlotta_ok©

Love on-line is where it all starts
I gave to you this card, the 9 of hearts

Hold it close, it makes wishes come true
You have to believe that they really do

I wait for you to come on-line
Looking at my watch, writing poems on the sideline

I love you dearly, with each passing day
Although our lives are in such disarray

The days are long when you're not on
Are you at home, where have you gone?

Will I leave my man, and you, your mate?
How can we hold on, how long do we wait?

Or do we just leave it all up to fate?
Stolen_Tear©

It's what we think and do
That makes us who we are,
...Or not;
And though some stumble more
While others travel far,
It is the getting up which is the chore
Within life's game that fate has brought.

Some strive or wander endless
And search for destiny and dreams,
...Or not;
And though one side of us is equal
To the side of all and any other,
Why is it the color of the face which seems
To drop or raise the value of another?

Our heritage imprints the theme to our life
And casts the future in our mind,
...Or not;
Yet Chance will deal a hand to win and lose;
And while Duces-wild will shame the pompous Ace,
To fold or stay will be up to us to choose
While we stare at fate behind a bluffing face.

So, go out and find yourself,
And try to know yourself,
...Or not;
But do something with the life you choose
And grasp the truth which it has brought;
For we are,
Who we are,
Are we not?
Zeph©

My heart is in the middle
With others' all around
Some are higher than others
Others closer to the ground

But all to me are equal
Possessions.....they matter not
For it really doesn't matter
What possessions they have got

It also doesn't matter
One's IQ or their 'smarts'
It really only matters
What's in each ones heart
mwm-44©

It’s just a darn old playing card,
But it’s giving me such grief!
I can’t think of a thing to write
Not even something brief.

There are no words swirling round my head.
No stories of a cat’s nine lives;
No loving hearts or games of chance
Can my little brain contrive.

So I will not write a poem.
Not a word from me this week.
No rhymes or lines or stanzas
As my brain is on a retreat.
DeeDee70©
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