The Man Behind the Cards (NaPoWriMo)

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The Man Behind the Cards
By Donna M. Monnig

“Pick a card, any card.”
Look at my hands,
don’t look at my hands.
Unspoken, silent plea.
“Memorize an show yer pard’
No wait, don’t tell me!”

A little prestidigitation,
Deck, deftly shuffled,
Attention carefully shuffled,
A bear in people’s clothes.
Without further instigation,
It’ll be the next card he pulls.

“This here, is it your card?”
He didn’t have to ask,
Answered before he asks,
Delighted surprised faces.
“Why, yes! That is my card!”
A Jack, a Ten, or a pair of Aces.

“Pick a card, any card.”
Look at my hands,
don’t look at my hands.
Unspoken, they don’t see,
It was never about the cards.
The trick is not the mystery.

© 2017 Donna M. Monnig

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About Donna M. Monnig

Donna M. Monnig is a published poet, aspiring novelist, freelance writer, a member of the Society of Professional Journalists, and is a cowgirl at heart.
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4 Responses to The Man Behind the Cards (NaPoWriMo)

  1. Jade M. Wong says:

    “The trick is not the mystery” -> oooh, love that you ended it with this line. Leaves the reader pondering.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. jazzytower says:

    Sounds like guys with the cardboard boxes on the streets of Manhattan with a crowd gathered around them:) That was never a good thing:)

    A nice write:)

    Liked by 1 person

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