Writing Prompt: You did what???

I was out with a friend of mine this evening and we got onto the subject of some of the crazy things we’ve done in the past, particularly when alcohol was involved. We’ve all done something stupid or a bit daft. Once a friend of mine (who shall remain nameless) ran naked through a beach campfire. A couple of mates got into a fight (playful at first) that resulted in a broken ankle. I had an interesting run in at a strip bar in San Francisco (less said about that the better).

So, think back. What is the maddest thing you ever did after you’ve had a few?

Writing Prompt: You did what?

Good Morrow – John Donne

I wonder by my troth, what thou, and I

Did, till we lov’d? Were we not wean’d till then?

But suck’d on countrey pleasures, childishly?

Or snorted we in the seaven sleepers den?

T’was so; But this, all pleasures fancies bee.

If ever any beauty I did see,

Which I desir’d, and got, ’twas but a dreame of thee.

 

And now good morrow to our waking soules,

Which watch not one another out of feare;

For love, all love of other sights controules,

And makes one little roome, an every where.

Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone,

Let Maps to other, worlds on worlds have showne,

Let us possesse one world; each hath one, and is one.

 

My face in thine eye, thine in mine appeares,

And true plaine hearts doe in the faces rest,

Where can we finde two better hemispheares

Without sharpe North, without declining West?

What ever dyes, was not mixed equally;

If our two loves be one, or, thou and I

Love so alike, that none doe slacken, none can die.

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