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On Second Thought - ADedicated to Sylvia, R&M 'bout rabbits |
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Oct 18 06, 17:08
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I've never shunned a cat that's black nor worried 'bout a spill of salt. No ladders caused my change in tack. With cellar drop, I find no fault. When table seats a doz. plus one, a hearty meal I still will eat. To cross my fingers, I must shun. I do not studder, just repeat!!!
But ev'ry month I flip a page and e'vry month from now avow the term "White Rabbit" to engage. Oh Alba Hare, to you I bow!!!
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Oct 18 06, 19:47
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Wonderfully done Ron, may the white rabbits live forever........
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Oct 21 06, 09:40
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Hello Ron~ I enjoyed reading your dedication to Sylvia and the humor you bring. Glad to see that you see things clearly and don't agree with Stevie Wonder and his superstition. Alice is smiling! Happy weekend! Lindi
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Oct 22 06, 07:54
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Hello Ron. What a great poem for Halloween! Let's those superstitions fly like the wind. You've covered many a one here - I never shake that salt over me shoulder, and I LOVE black cats! I used to have one in a former life, "Nayla" a black oriental shorthair with stunning green eyes. But ev'ry month I flip a page and e'vry month from now avow the term "White Rabbit" to engage. Oh Alba Hare, to you I bow!!! Well done! ~Cleo
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Oct 22 06, 13:50
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Hi Ron!!! Gee, I'm overwhelmed and thrilled!!! Thank you for dedicating this extremely amusing and meaningful poem to little me...And it all came about from a N.Y.T. article that I happened to spy and sent out to MM members!!!
Now for the confessions: 1. I try not to walk under ladders (my Mom used to joke that a bucket of paint might fall on me...). 2. Black cats are not my favourites, and in my country there's a superstition that if they cross your path towards the RIGHT, then it's good luck, but if they head LEFT, then that's bad...haha...Nonetheless, I don't remember having seen one do anything of the sort! 3. I don't know what "cellar drop" means? 4. In my country, one leaves an extra place set for the 13th. person, if that situation should crop up. In that case, the extra setting is intended for Jesus, should he wish to participate. I admit to trying to avoid these numbers...but if somebody fails at the last minute, then it's a good idea to follow this tradition. 5. I also sometimes cross my fingers, and touch my head when I mean "touch wood"!!!
Wow, what a mess I am!!! Glad you've adopted the "White Rabbit" custom (even tho' I know you're just teasing...).
That said, I realize that all these superstitions have not kept bad luck away nor good luck by my side... Life just stumbles along in the usual fashion...
Thanks again for this highly clever poem, and, as Lori says, let these superstitions fly like the wind, for Halloween!!!
Cheers, Sylvia QUOTE (jgdittier @ Oct 19 06, 00:08 ) I've never shunned a cat that's black nor worried 'bout a spill of salt. No ladders caused my change in tack. With cellar drop, I find no fault. When table seats a doz. plus one, a hearty meal I still will eat. To cross my fingers, I must shun. I do not studder, just repeat!!!
But ev'ry month I flip a page and e'vry month from now avow the term "White Rabbit" to engage. Oh Alba Hare, to you I bow!!!
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Mis temas favoritos The Lord replied, my precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.
"There is no life higher than the grasstops Or the hearts of sheep, and the wind Pours by like destiny, bending Everything in one direction."
Sylvia Plath, Crossing the Water, Wuthering Heights. Nominate a poem for the InterBoard Poetry Competition by taking into careful consideration those poems you feel would best represent Mosaic Musings. For details, click into the IBPC nomination forum. Did that poem just captivate you? Nominate it for the Faery award today! If perfection of form allured your muse, propose the Crown Jewels award. For more information, click here!MM Award Winner
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Oct 26 06, 09:00
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Dear Psyche, As you can see (or at least, guess) I was thrilled with your request and I'm thrilled that you got to see my response. I rarely take part in poetic challenges, especially if the submissions are judged, but I do enjoy cases like yours where my curiosity reigns. I did learn that none of my relatives knew of the superstition, bur good friends remembered his mother saying just "rabbits" on the first day of the month. Two other acquaintences had some knowledge and I read everything on the internet. I have a nephew in the Air Force who might practice it as I hear it's competitive there and he who says it to another first gets the other's good luck. I remember having a rabbit's foot key chain once but not how I got it. Cheers, Ron jgd
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Nov 8 06, 16:07
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Dear Lindi, Do tell me about Stevie Wonder. Cheers, Ron jgd
Dear Cleo, Now Ihear there's a somewhat similar case on New Year's Day re eating black-eyed peas. Cheers, Ron jgd
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Nov 9 06, 06:26
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QUOTE (jgdittier @ Nov 8 06, 16:07 ) Dear Cleo, Now I hear there's a somewhat similar case on New Year's Day re eating black-eyed peas. Cheers, Ron jgd Dear Ron, I've never heard of that one - anything to do with parades? You'll have to fill me in kind sir! Cheers ~Cleo
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Nov 9 06, 10:54
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Dear Ron!
I now have to confess that an old school friend of mine (we were borders together), reminded me that we used to say "rabbits" on the first day of each month.... I had totally forgotten...geez... I'm sure I was never the first to say it, there were always brighter & quicker girls around who woke up with clear minds...haha...
Bye now! Sylvia
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Mis temas favoritos The Lord replied, my precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.
"There is no life higher than the grasstops Or the hearts of sheep, and the wind Pours by like destiny, bending Everything in one direction."
Sylvia Plath, Crossing the Water, Wuthering Heights. Nominate a poem for the InterBoard Poetry Competition by taking into careful consideration those poems you feel would best represent Mosaic Musings. For details, click into the IBPC nomination forum. Did that poem just captivate you? Nominate it for the Faery award today! If perfection of form allured your muse, propose the Crown Jewels award. For more information, click here!MM Award Winner
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Nov 13 06, 06:48
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Wonderful humorous piece, Ron... and I'm pleased that Sylvia liked it as well... but do note that she was a border once... Do you think she has crossed over it? Beware the borderline... Lightly, Daniel
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Dec 12 06, 06:45
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Some superstitions like most legends have a form basis in some forgotten truth.Why take chances even if you don't believe.It does no harm to play along.
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Dec 15 06, 08:17
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Hi Ron,
I still cannot wipe the smile off my face. This is a wonderful and delightful response poem to Sylvia's White Rabbits poem. What a pleasant read! Thanks ...
My day started out with a rough spot and your poem sort of waved away those woes!
Best Wishes, Liz
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Dec 15 06, 11:04
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By the way, Ron... Did you answer the question about the dropped cellar door? If so, I missed it. I am not familiar with that superstition either. I've pretty much not only ignored superstitions over the years but purposesly broke mirrors (some couldn't stand my face, methinks), walked under ladders, purposely allowed black cats to cross my path (and owned one for some time, partly for that reason), etc. Once I find out about the cellar door thing, I'll probably do that too. When I buy bagels for my group, I always get 13. deLightinly, Daniel
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Mar 12 07, 13:29
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Dear Daniel, Forgive me, I forget where I've been. The cellar was a salt cellar, not a door. Talk about memory, I've forgotten "White Rabbit". Cheers, Ron jgd
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Mar 14 07, 09:24
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Imagine what might happen if a magician had forgotten a pair of white rabbits in his cellar!
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