Poetry competition CLOSED 26th April 2020 8:37pm
WINNER
javalini
javalini
SUPERSTITIONS
Poetry Contest Description
Write about a superstition you have. No rules, but be genuine.
Recently, I was awarded my 77th DU win. What a great number. If I were to change my name to a number, it would be 77. I’m very superstitious when it comes to numerology and 77 is so damn lucky.
Seventy-Seven has traditionally been considered a powerful spiritual number. It is featured prominently in the Quran, and because Jesus said we should forgive others 77x7, the number 77 was often used as codex to represent Christ during the Roman persecutions.
Maybe that’s why I love 77 so. Even my friends and family will tell you that I need all the forgiveness I can get. Consequently, I’ll be asking the webmistress not to award me anymore trophies for wins or critiques. I want to leave my number at 77.
How could I not? As far as I’m concern my ticket to Hell is numbered 78 and I want to keep on tripping down 77 Sunset Strip. For those of you who are too know of what I speak, follow the YouTube link.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gtTV9tZeRD4
So, what’s your superstation? Tell us about it. Inquiring minds want to know, just how crazy you actually are. Maybe we'll discover there’s someone on DU more nuts than me.
Please see my reply in your other thread on this...
You shall understand *why* it was considered an important number...
As well , as I told Brian Greene , on the phone...
The multiverse , is 44 to the seventy seventh power , bits of information...
Which was represented as :
77 = God
44 = Blood
Just saying...;)
So 77 *is* a most auspicious number !
You shall understand *why* it was considered an important number...
As well , as I told Brian Greene , on the phone...
The multiverse , is 44 to the seventy seventh power , bits of information...
Which was represented as :
77 = God
44 = Blood
Just saying...;)
So 77 *is* a most auspicious number !
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Rainbow Tale
when the world was young
and colours were clear
when nature sung
songs that one could hear
twas said
when the sun shines
while it rains
the wind blows cold
when its warm
when man stands on solid ground
there will be harmony
and the worlds will become one
the axle of the world
will stop and align
allowing folks of parallel worlds
to stand together briefly
to see with unclouded eyes
colours of rainbows reflect on man
beware that time
for it was said
when man and rainbow folks
meet to war or mate
flesh of man will melt away
when rainbow people triumph
colours will turn to grey
if Rainbow Folks choose
to go man's way
Should man be caught
on such a day
pray, put a sprig of green
upon your hat or hair
and speak you must
bother me not, o passing sprite
we are the same
you and I
for we stand on equal ground
to this day I put a sprig of green
upon my hat when rainbow
curves the sky
on a warm drizzly day.
and colours were clear
when nature sung
songs that one could hear
twas said
when the sun shines
while it rains
the wind blows cold
when its warm
when man stands on solid ground
there will be harmony
and the worlds will become one
the axle of the world
will stop and align
allowing folks of parallel worlds
to stand together briefly
to see with unclouded eyes
colours of rainbows reflect on man
beware that time
for it was said
when man and rainbow folks
meet to war or mate
flesh of man will melt away
when rainbow people triumph
colours will turn to grey
if Rainbow Folks choose
to go man's way
Should man be caught
on such a day
pray, put a sprig of green
upon your hat or hair
and speak you must
bother me not, o passing sprite
we are the same
you and I
for we stand on equal ground
to this day I put a sprig of green
upon my hat when rainbow
curves the sky
on a warm drizzly day.
Written by Grace
(IDryad)
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Superstitions in Limericks
What lovely day is it today
Friday thirteenth I hear you say
Bad luck for some
Keep out of the sun
And wait until it is Saturday
I once found an old horse shoe
Hung it on the wall, as you do
The luck escaped
Because I had draped
It open side down and askew
Be careful with that mirror
To break it will bring horror
Shattered and broken
Be more than heartbroken
Your luck will shrink to a glimmer
When you sneeze you may be blessed
Your evil spirits have regressed
Spread your germs
Science confirms
You really should be cursed
A wish bone is not lucky for chickens
The way they're treated really sickens
Killed, plucked and cooked
Welfare over looked
All that is left are the pickings
Friday thirteenth I hear you say
Bad luck for some
Keep out of the sun
And wait until it is Saturday
I once found an old horse shoe
Hung it on the wall, as you do
The luck escaped
Because I had draped
It open side down and askew
Be careful with that mirror
To break it will bring horror
Shattered and broken
Be more than heartbroken
Your luck will shrink to a glimmer
When you sneeze you may be blessed
Your evil spirits have regressed
Spread your germs
Science confirms
You really should be cursed
A wish bone is not lucky for chickens
The way they're treated really sickens
Killed, plucked and cooked
Welfare over looked
All that is left are the pickings
Written by gardenlover
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FIND A PENNY (DON'T) PICK IT UP
that penny bears a wicked curse
a heavy debt
an empty purse
a broken heart
a heavy load
warts and cankers
cancerous nodes
karmic tangles
guilty woes
fungus, fever
bleakest lows
tremors, tics
or balding pate
unemployment
empty plates
if you find it
let it lay
better luck
will come your way
a heavy debt
an empty purse
a broken heart
a heavy load
warts and cankers
cancerous nodes
karmic tangles
guilty woes
fungus, fever
bleakest lows
tremors, tics
or balding pate
unemployment
empty plates
if you find it
let it lay
better luck
will come your way
Written by javalini
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Break your momma's back
Step on a crack
Break your momma's back
Dang, how deranged can we be
Throwing salt over my shoulder
Where's the pepper to throw
After all salt and pepper are a pair
Don't break that mirror
7-years of bad luck
Is a lot to bear
Black cat crossing your path
Better hone up
On that witchcraft stuff
Walking under a ladder
Makes for long prayer vigiles
To close the triangle
Not being superstitious
Hard to fathom the process
Internalizing the nature
Superstitions today
Seems useless and nonsensical
Oh dear, think I better pray
Break your momma's back
Dang, how deranged can we be
Throwing salt over my shoulder
Where's the pepper to throw
After all salt and pepper are a pair
Don't break that mirror
7-years of bad luck
Is a lot to bear
Black cat crossing your path
Better hone up
On that witchcraft stuff
Walking under a ladder
Makes for long prayer vigiles
To close the triangle
Not being superstitious
Hard to fathom the process
Internalizing the nature
Superstitions today
Seems useless and nonsensical
Oh dear, think I better pray
Written by elsiesan
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Mind creates anew
Spiritual not naturally
Screw loose lost strategy
convinced casually leave reality
Told my therapist
I’m bored and suppressed
Want to forget and leave what’s left
Shock faded then she replied
picture a improved you
Stopped mid sentence hour was up
So my Mind creates anew,
ME
but With Lesser issues
HE Won’t Bury ME,
But I want him to
Time to Time HE begs
Please, cry for ME
agreed only if I could
Be presentable nice suit
Neck in a noose
Tie knots no second thoughts
But WE Lost OUR geography
stop wondering where I am
Follow ME In the dark
No care, stop asking how I am
escape reality it’s only mental stability
Soon you won’t remember US
Maybe then Everything Will be Fine
Don’t tell god
Don’t tell the devil
Don’t tell anyone
This is MY time
to get away from ME
Screw loose lost strategy
convinced casually leave reality
Told my therapist
I’m bored and suppressed
Want to forget and leave what’s left
Shock faded then she replied
picture a improved you
Stopped mid sentence hour was up
So my Mind creates anew,
ME
but With Lesser issues
HE Won’t Bury ME,
But I want him to
Time to Time HE begs
Please, cry for ME
agreed only if I could
Be presentable nice suit
Neck in a noose
Tie knots no second thoughts
But WE Lost OUR geography
stop wondering where I am
Follow ME In the dark
No care, stop asking how I am
escape reality it’s only mental stability
Soon you won’t remember US
Maybe then Everything Will be Fine
Don’t tell god
Don’t tell the devil
Don’t tell anyone
This is MY time
to get away from ME
Written by 0UTPUT_a_AURA
(rushing._RUMOR.s)
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