#superstitions
I used to put my faith into these numbers.
Wishing, hoping and dreaming that time could define
A perfect life with you….
and still
It doesn’t make sense to look back,
and think that 11:11 was just that.
“Make a wish” in text, sent every night,
Not a superstition and more than a time.
It was my way of saying that I truly love you,
and our dreams and our hopes will grow to be true.
I 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 to have faith
May 9, 2024
May 9, 2024 at 3:55 AM UTC
Cross your fingers
Knock on wood
I'm living proof
neither does any good
I've found plenty of pennies
Picked some up
Where the hell
is my good luck?
And those Birthday wishes
I made at two?
Well, not a single one
of them came true
Sep 1, 2021
Sep 1, 2021 at 12:28 PM UTC
We exist in a worried ideology
Clinging to a state of safety
Our understanding is fabricated
Shaped to comfortably fit
These simple consciousness
Even death we camouflaged in bliss
Few awake
to attempt to defined these miseries
To glimpses the quantum mechanics
of it all
Forsaking blind faith
in exchange for the unlimited cosmic
experience.
Jan 2, 2021
Jan 2, 2021 at 9:33 AM UTC
superstitions can be suggestive
curse your curious mind
deliver unexpected beliefs
take away your imagination
leave you with indifferent thoughts
so what
be curious and indifferent
take on the unexpected
be that one to ask why?
Brian Hill - 2020 # 41
Feb 10, 2020
Feb 10, 2020 at 10:45 AM UTC
I wish I didn't know why
Yet crazy will have
An eye for an eye
The giving
That eventually takes
Life and love
Make no mistake!
Fear and karma
Are nothing more
Than crazies way
To Heaven’s door
Crazy teachers
Crazy test
From such labor
There is no rest!
Crazy enlightens
That is true
Crazy enough
To play so cool
While jumping into
The logical maze
Attempting to hide
Your crazy aways...
Aug 31, 2018
Aug 31, 2018 at 8:45 AM UTC
i kept knocking on wood, too bad it was laminate.
Jan 21, 2018
Jan 21, 2018 at 9:00 PM UTC
I’m still stuck in the fairy tales
Of magic shoes and handsome prince,
Of servants of my own to boss
And I’m still at wash by hand and rinse.
My dreams of riches and luxury
Are still around and just as strong
But haven’t come true that much.
So I must be doing something wrong.
Zippity zappity, zoppity, zoom.
This is me begging at the moon.
Flaffity, naffity, raffity, roon.
My fairy godmother needs to come soon!
I’ve kissed so many **** frogs
My lips have become amphibious
But not one morphed into a prince
So, the solution must be obvious:
I am not holding my mouth right
Or kissing in the wrong phase of moon.
I am not going to be able to hold on
If this wish doesn’t come true soon.
Zippity zappity, zoppity, zoom.
This is me begging at the moon.
Flaffity, naffity, raffity, roon.
My fairy godmother needs to come soon!
I’ve bought magic seeds and amulets
To help the process on it’s magic way
But nothing seems to be working for me.
There must be better words to say.
Some kind of abracadabra mantra
That makes the real voodoo begin.
If I ever get this incantation right
II’m going to do it again and again.
Zippity zappity, zoppity, zoom.
This is me begging at the moon.
Flaffity, naffity, raffity, roon.
My fairy godmother needs to come soon!
Sep 8, 2017
Sep 8, 2017 at 5:04 PM UTC
Breaking a mirror won't bring financial ruin,
Unless you keep breaking them.
Carrying a rabbit's foot is just weird.
Ask the rabbit.
If you walk under a ladder,
You're ringing the wrong rung.
Enrol in a Health and Safety seminar.
If a black cat crosses the path of your vehicle,
Swerve,
You might clip it.
Pulling wishbones.... see Rabbit's Foot.
Bad news comes in threes,
And fours, fives...
You can bang on my wood anytime.
Lucky pennies don't exist in Canada.
Spilling salt is safe, and cheap.
If the price increased 1000%,
We'd still buy and spill.
Wishing on stars, candles and such
Is like holding air in your hands.
If you find a four-leaf clover,
Use EPA approved **** killer.
Don't step on a crack,
Don't sell crack,
Don't smoke crack.
Good Luck!
Mar 7, 2017
Mar 7, 2017 at 11:20 AM UTC
i should've listened to my mother
when she was talking to me about omens and premonitions
like how the glass slid off the table top that day
and i went out anyway
i should've listened to my mother
when she was talking about lucky numbers and feng shui
like how we met on friday the thirteenth
"mom, you're being cheesy, there's no such thing.)
i should've listened to my mother
when she spoke of trembling hands and death
like how i shouldn't have left an hour earlier that day
because the dishes broke in the sink
and my father decided that wasn't a good enough reason to stay.
Jul 30, 2016
Jul 30, 2016 at 3:32 AM UTC
Why wish upon a star when you can pray to who created it?
Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 12:35 PM UTC
----
The Superstition mountains
Have a mine, or so it's told
Its canyons echo riches
Many died in search of gold
Four rapacious desperados
Rode hard into its hills
In search of the Lost Dutchman
But it's said that his ghost kills...
They saw an onyx jaguar
Dark as a holocaust
It walked on ahead of them
When they found that
they were LOST
They saw Jacob's Ladder
Wraiths ascending to on high
They walked under as a good sign
But found this was a lie...
They saw a snow white owl
And asked it what to do
It stared at them with golden eyes
And simply answered, "Who?"
They found a wooden box
Carved with foreign runes
They opened It expecting gems
And found Pandora's DOOM
They heard coyotes laughing
As they closed in for the ****
Those bad men found no treasure
no one ever will
The mountains take their toll
As the outlaws will attest
The sky birthed out a Blood Moon
As they rode into the west...
SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/24/2015
Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 4:49 PM UTC
A solitary solecism
An evaporating vision
Premonitions and superstitions
Withered hopes
Amorphous, insubstantial
Episodic swings
Digressions and detours
Evasions, deviations
Changing lanes
Accelerating and overtaking
Swerving
Inhibitions colliding.
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 7:42 AM UTC
i should've listened to my mother
when she was talking to me about omens and premonitions
like how the glass slid off the tabletop that day
and i went out anyway
i should've listened to my mother
when she was talking about lucky numbers and feng shui
like how we met on friday the thirteenth
"mom, you're being cheesy, there's no such thing."
i should've listened to my mother
when she was talking about colours and hell
like how black skies were signs of demons
the ones that aren't quite like the ones in my head.
i should've listened to my mother
when she spoke of trembling hands and death
like how i shouldn't have left an hour earlier that day
because the dishes broke in the sink
and my father decided that wasn't a good enough reason to stay.
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 10:45 AM UTC
All throughout History,
It's always been a mystery.
The most unlucky of days,
On this day we change our ways.
Careful what we do,
Careful when we tie our shoe.
Stay in and lock your door,
Don't get up off the floor.
Black cats and spilled salt,
The broken mirror is not my fault!
Avoiding ladders and a sidewalk crack,
Being on guard we do not lack.
Some say it's a day of fun,
Others shiver, hide, and run.
Some say it's black magic that comes out today,
Some say that it's demons here to stay.
Whatever your superstition on this very day,
Everyone's wits will shred and fray.
The day of bad luck comes only so often,
Let's just pray it doesn't lead to a coffin.
Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 11:57 AM UTC