Old school

Slipping with some slide
Never with out rhythm
But regained time
Everything lost
When you lose
Yes your mind
Slip.and slide
But you and like me
Will fall, you can bet on it
House always wins
Black jack if you can count
But the house will wipe you out
Because you figured, the game
no.vadation because you see
Skipping with a slide won't go you far
The ladder, two step up.
You're brought down, 4
By what surrounds you
Is the play
But to win this game
You need to read between,
The lines to be old-school.

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Mauricio... Aging is a Dance as we slide and slide to and fro..
perhaps with a Cane once in a while. We welcome the Weather and Birds with Feathers... as we move with the Wind and adjust our Sails. Your poetry is inspiring as we dream of a Buggy Ride with Six White Horses. gently, Pat

[Mauricio Montoya]

Pat thank you but my poem is general to young and old, you must be skin or have native to bring up birds and horses, six horses was a name giving to Geronimo I love your work and your.comment because you're a good writer, but my write is about young and old and what wisdom only come from age. Thank you sharing your thoughts.