Thirteen Poem by M.J. Lemon
Thirteen
bait me on this day
on each and every sidewalk
crack I so shall step
breaking mirrors petting cats
black walking under ladders
Got a great kick out of this poem, M.J.! Superstition is so prevalent that some buildings don't have the #13 on elevators in North America. And in some other cultures, they don't label the respective floor with the unlucky number. How crazy is that!
Too true, Richard. And I am always amazed by objects that some find ordinary are turned into bessels of great superstitious meaning by others. Humans...we are an odd group. Thanks so much for reading, Richard.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Hehehe, superstitions are the backbone of many a narrow mind. Now I have to go break some mirrors
Good luck! Thaks so much for reading, Kevin.