Scott Cool & Dick Schmelzkopf
Although it's called Gamblers book of poetry, there are poems
of all types in this book. Two men with their own styles combine their work
for a humorous compilation of poetry. Many are based on actual events from their
weekly Wednesday night poker games, others are purely fictional. All are entertainment
for the whole family.
Dick Schmelzkopf
He says, “two days after graduating from high school
I was on my way to Hope British Columbia panning for gold. Ever since that day
I have been pursuing my doctorate that is, D.I.S.U.A.C. Doctorate In Survival
Under Any Conditions. I have been fortune enough to have received my Doctorate
and have written several white papers on survival. To this day I am still a
student and keep my studies up in the pursuit of the noble goal of surviving
with panache.
“My first published book was Brain Damage. This
book is about overcoming a cognitive deficit and creating the new you. The second
brain damage book has a working title of I Finally Stopped Drooling In Public.
Soon to be released. My first book written was for cognitive rehabilitation.
It is a fantasy called The Wizard And The Amethyst Eyes Of Purpose.
This is a book about witches wizards and dragons. Soon to be released.
“I was fortunate enough to meet Scott Cool at a poker
game. Then to find out he is a poet. This prompted me to urge him to write more,
and then I got into writing poetry myself. Thus, the birth of this book, Gamblers
Book Of Poetry. It is poetry from a different point of view.
“Since our success with this book we have each written
a book of poetry. Mine is called, More Thoughts From A Ramblin Gamblin Mind.
Soon to be released
I had so much fun with the poetry book that I am publishing/producing
a book called Eclectic Poetry. This will be poems from unsung authors
of all descriptions, from all different backgrounds, about all different subjects,
written in all forms of poetry styles, Truly eclectic.
When I’m not writing I travel around the country giving
motivational talks.
Scott B. Cool was born and raised in Cheboygan Michigan. He
is the seventh of eight children. As a boy he hunted, ice fished, snowmobiled,
and enjoyed offroading. He served in the U.S. Navy in the early eighties and
spent a good deal of time out on the Indian Ocean working in the bowels of great
ships. He settled in Houston, Texas where he has lived for almost twenty years
now. Scott enjoys golfing and playing poker with his friends. His talent for
writing poetry came as much of a surprise to him as it is to his friends. He
continues to write short stories and poetry for his friends and family.
I've thrown baseballs and thrown darts
And thrown a fit or two.
But the thing I throw when I'm betting money
Is a thing called a horseshoe.
They're hard to throw if the horse is in them
Unless it's just a filly.
Mares and stallions are a little too big
And Shetlands are way too silly.
So I prefer to throw just the shoe
And let the horse wear slippers.
Beginning the game by cracking a beer
Making the first two sippers.
After that I chug-a-lug
Until I throw a ringer,
By then I wonder what I'm playing
And when I became a singer.
It's usually over after dark
With not enough light to see,
And the horse is pissed I lost his shoes
As you bid farewell to thee.
7 CARD STUD
Back at Pastors poker parlor
For our regular Wednesday night,
Everyone's laughing and telling jokes
It's really quite a sight.
I won the deal by drawing first ace
And the dealer names the game.
So seven-card stud is what we'll play
In that there is no shame.
Everyone gets the first two down
The next four all are up.
The dealer antes to start the game
One dollar goes into a cup.
After we've bet on the first four up
We get one more in the hole.
The best five cards determines the winner
And winning is my goal.
It's basic poker, Mano-a- Mano
The way it's supposed to be played.
Nothing is wild except the dealer
And only one person gets paid.
