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I'm Not Afraid of Friday the Thirteenth

You can stare at me with your big golden eyes
or at least until you've come to finally realize
that I'm not afraid of any outrageous superstitions
and I don't need your cautionary admonitions.

I'm not scared of breaking mirrors or of a black cat.
It's foolishness I don't believe, and that's that!
When a calendar says it's the thirteenth of Friday,
I refuse to stay inside and hide my misgivings away.

I've walked beneath ladders and smiled doing it.
And it was just a freak accident when I broke foot
but I still don't think the writing was on the wall
when on such a said Friday, I took a serious fall.

The stigma about Friday the Thirteenth is too weird
so, there's nothing about that date that I've ever feared
but in case you ask why over my shoulder, I throw salt,
it's because if I have an accident, it won't be my fault.

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David Crandall June 27, 2025 at 7:02 PM Haha, a twist-ending. Sometimes, I think I'm a little OCD, and just now, I was thinking that is similar to superstition in some way - a way of making sure. Enjoyable poem. I too try to stare down meaningless fears.

Tania Kitchin June 12, 2025 at 3:24 AM Lin, such a fun poem, you made me laugh. -hugs

Duke Beaufort June 11, 2025 at 5:28 PM Lin....hedging your bets? Funny indeed. Funny how the rational and irrational aspects of thought make us act in certain ways. Now matter what happens, we can always smile!! One of these days is coming up. Wonder what will happen. Be careful!!!!!

Mike Gentile June 11, 2025 at 2:03 PM Lin, I just thing that the is so clever! I love how it took a turn in the third stanza! Great one!! Happy Wednesday xxoo

Paula Goldsmith June 10, 2025 at 1:17 PM What a creative/fun write you have here. Love the the fun cat picture. I do not know why but in school I loved Friday 13th because they were my best days. Have a great day and on the 13th writing away........ Lin Lane June 10, 2025 at 1:52 PM Thanks so much, Paula. I enjoyed writing this one.

Daniel Henry Rodgers June 10, 2025 at 10:37 AM Dear Lin, your golden eyes and fearless spirit always make me smile. :) Life’s magic isn’t in luck or myth but in the way we walk beneath ladders and laugh at broken mirrors just like salt over the shoulder just for fun, not fear. My friend, Lin, who turns superstition into stories and every fall into a reason to rise. Blessings, Dear Lin, Daniel (now where did I put that salt) Lin Lane June 10, 2025 at 11:09 AM I'm glad we can snub our noses at such superstitions. This was for a contest on the AP site. I thought it would be fun since it will be said date in just a few days. Thanks a bunch for liking my lines, Daniel. Salt is made for food. I once knew of a lady who thought throwing salt outside during a storm would chase the weather away. She got hit by lightning...LOL I'm kidding.

Jan Allison June 10, 2025 at 9:48 AM ha ha ha thanks for the giggles Lin, sure is so good to read excellent poetry by a REAL and talented I'm so glad some cheaters are being caught out as in my recent poem! hugs Jan xx Lin Lane June 10, 2025 at 10:22 AM I needed to write a funny this morning, Jan... other than something that was posted earlier, and not by me.

John Lawless June 10, 2025 at 8:14 AM throw the salt shaker....a simply sincere surrender in this trembling tribute to the Thirteenth... Lin Lane June 10, 2025 at 10:21 AM I'll just sprinkle it on my food. Thanks, John. ;-)

Sara Kendrick June 10, 2025 at 7:52 AM Humorous one. I enjoyed reading it. I did not know Friday the thirteenth was a bad day. Sara K Lin Lane June 10, 2025 at 10:21 AM Thanks a lot for reading it, Sara.