RDP Monday: Brink
I’ve slid to the brink
I’ve skated on the brink
I’ve grabbed the brink with both hands and held on until my fingers bled
and sometimes I’ve let go
and sailed all the way down
to the place where the earth meets the sky
and the Moon never rises
and the sun never sets
and I can pretend that it’s the wind I hear
crying.
It’s only the wind, I tell myself.
Paula Light’s challenge: , “Let’s celebrate the month of lurve (aka love) by posting one thing we love every day throughout February.
When my niece was reading Macbeth in school, I told her all about how it is bad luck to say ” Macbeth ” in a theater.
Why? She asked.
Because the actors back in Shakespeare’s time were are insane I said and they started that superstition.
Oh she waited for me to continue.
That’s all I got, I told her. They’re insane. I think it had something to do with the makeup they wore back then. I think it had LSD in it, I said sternly.
She waited for me to fess up.
I smiled.
And I did not fess up.
But for the curious you can read about the real reason HERE. It’s not as fun as my reason though.
