02 Oct TRIALS, TRIBULATIONS, AND VERY FEW TRIUMPHS.

So, I wrote this Haiku – once again, to vent.  How many times have I walked into the bathroom to find things waiting for me to flush?!  Way too many to mention.  Therefore I decided it needed to recognize this in poetry form.  And HAIKU seemed to be the answer.  Basically, juxtaposing that beautifully simplistic prose against what was staring back at me from the toilet seems to capture the emotion!  I’m not much of a poet, but I felt it had to be put into words some way.

You may see a running theme here…  Me trying to get the kids to do certain things, and the kids seemingly ignoring me.  This has been going on since the dawn of potty training(maybe earlier).  Picking up clothes, flushing the toilet, leaving stuff in the yard, leaving stuff in the living room, dropping sticky (insert food item here) on the floor – and not bothering to pick it up.  I’m sure you could add plenty of things yourself.

This Haiku won’t make it into the book, I don’t think.  Nobody really likes it.  So if you do happen to like it – gimme a shout!  Frankly, I’m not sure how many people will read it anyway.  So if you’re actually reading this gimme a shout!

And in fact, the original Haiku was a little more graphic… evoking more imagery (i may be the only one who really appreciated it)

IN THE BOWL, I FLOAT

SERENE UPON THE WATER.

WHY DON’T YOU FLUSH ME?

Frankly though, for me – venting in Haiku form… it felt good to get it out!  Yes, pun intended.