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Odds Are...

Odds are something
Made up by man
To explain his failures
In reality
Everything is fifty-fifty
It either will
Or it won’t

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Yet we still try to tilt those odds don't we? Your poem here sets off a train of thought much longer than the poem itself. IS it true that the odds are always even?......stan

that fifty-fifty is even enough huh? I may try to enlarge on this one. I know it is short and wanted to say more, but thought I would get the idea down, so that I didn't lose it.
~ Gee.
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Somewhat it asks to be continued. If you permit

Odds are something
made up by God
to explain his absence
in the past hundreds
and hundreds of years.

I am a product
of low probability score.
Against all the odds
I shuffle cards
trying to put things in order.
To be ready
in case he will return
or won’t.

IRiz

didn't have religious connotations, I appreciate the idea. My thoughts were more along the lines of
betting and point spreads. I refuse to bet on point spreads! If you win, you win! Or the idea that when you turn the key in the ignition, your car will or won't start! If I knock on your door or ring the bell, you either are at home and will answer or you aren't and I will have wasted my time coming to visit you.

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Yes, I know. You poem stated it clearly.
I like it. But it is always something else that comes to mind when I read a poem. It is some associative thinking which starts working when I read a good poem, I go in the zone and want to talk on the same poetic level but slightly changing the subject.
I seldom use religious connotations. I was raised in atheistic country. My grandparents were born in four major religions, and sometimes I still hear their invitations to convert. But because I am a second generation in the melting pot. I am mixed up well enough not to admit any of the four

IRiz

I understand, because I do the same thing, take something that I have read or heard and go off on a different tangent. I particularly like to use things I mishear. [I have tinnitus and miss certain tones] which makes for some interesting thoughts on what I thought I heard! An example is the poem titled
Stop Dancing! ~ Geezer.
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she were looking for a cuckoo's nest
when she fell out of a tree
bum first into a rubbish bin
one of only three
throughout the umpteen acres
where we had chance to be
and a couple of lengthy cigarettes
and she were tee-hee-hee
cos Annie Dipple loved me
and fell out of a tree
bum first into a rubbish bin
one of only three.

love your words, bytheway.

Best wishes ....val.

As I explained to Iriz, it was the idea of either you will or won't in any situation. Your girl might have missed that rubbish bin by inches and fell to the ground. When she tumbled out of that tree, she either would hit or miss it! It was there and she was there, only thing was would she or wouldn't she?
~ Geezer.
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I haven't been into betting be it horses or of any other sorts involving money...however in life odds are loaded for or against and one does need to take risks in making decisions....sometime they work or teaches one a lesson..
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raj (sublime_ocean)

This did not do it for me at all you should have way more creativity in your writing perhaps you can learn some styling from me I have won so many awards I am also a New Yorker born and raised it's so sad you were so harsh with my poetry. I don't know why.
All the best to you I am a sensitive person you could have went easier with your comments
Cool riding

if I hurt your feelings. This wasn't really meant to be a poem in itself. I can understand that this "Didn't do it for you". Not everyone hits the mark every time. Geezer.
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were fifty-fifty, it still wouldn't matter. You still will or won't win! As for decisions, you just have to make the decision of if you should risk the money. You can't win if you don't play. Glad to make you smile. ~ Geezer.
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I was a little confused at first because "Odds are" is a phrase that means, "it's likely." It took me a couple reads to realize it was about the subject, "odds." Would you be able to write something that plays on both uses of the phrase? I like the poem as it is, though. Nice.

at some time in the near future, write something more on the subject. Thanks for your read and comment. ~ Geezer.
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“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

I really love this. I see nothing that needs changing it's a polished little gem.

So good to be back here again, especially reading you.

Love and higgliest bugs always Sis xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

I can see why you might like this one. For me, it just is a simple truth. Thank you for the read and comment and it is great to see you posting again. Love and higgest bugs, ~ Bro.

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