A Haiku: Holiday...


I am going on Holiday this weekend with my wife, sans Rugrats. I am joyful. Real men are able to express themselves in verse. I give to you my Haiku: Holiday...

(That wasn't the Haiku. I was just warming up. This is the Haiku.)

(Here we go.)

(Ok... Now!)

(3, 2, 1, Blast off!)

Holiday: A Haiku...

Packing bags. Sounds that deafen.

Tiny human mosquitoes whine, my patience boil.

Empty terminal packed with anticipation.

Liquid remedy soothes my soul.

Arrival, newness, crisp, clean, silence.

Holy shit! Look at the size of that bed.

Beach, bacon, Dreams of Mojito. Passion, if only for six minutes. Ouch! My back. Bliss.

Steel drums, Bronze, native skin. Native tongue...

Paradise.

Florida?

The End.


** I'm not a total ass. I know this technically isn't a Haiku. So if you're Japanese and your great great great great great great uncle invented the Haiku, no offense.

Fatherhood Friday at Dad Blogs

Comments

  1. AnonymousMay 28, 2009 at 11:09 AM

    Bronze Skin??? You???

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  2. jayslilsisMay 28, 2009 at 11:15 AM

    have a nice time, bon voyage!

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  3. Melissa P.May 28, 2009 at 11:17 AM

    Have a great time and have a mai tai for me.

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  4. Mr. ManMay 28, 2009 at 2:19 PM

    We are vacationing in Florida next week. I plan on memorizing your Haiku (line 7) for future reference if need be.

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  5. ChrisMay 28, 2009 at 2:41 PM

    The Haiku police are coming for you, ya know that, right?

    Clever, nonetheless, O-N.

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  6. Otter ThomasMay 28, 2009 at 2:52 PM

    Have a good time on your vacation. Have a few liquid remedies and Mojitos for me.

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  7. nic @mybottlesupMay 28, 2009 at 3:05 PM

    you just make me smile. enjoy! indulge!

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  8. Kyle FarmerMay 28, 2009 at 4:03 PM

    I can totally related to "Holy shit. Look at the size of that bed."

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  9. ronnibunny72May 28, 2009 at 4:41 PM

    i hope the bed isn't that big!

    yuv!

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  10. JaysDadMay 28, 2009 at 5:04 PM

    Enjoy. Relax. Forget the kids. Keep the cell off and leave the hotel phone with the babysitters...the parents. Enjoy the moment. Enjoy the passion. Ronni, watch your back. Leave the trapeze at home. Enjoy the wine. the pool. the food. Enjoy the whole time together and savor the moments.

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  11. Ellie GreatMay 28, 2009 at 5:33 PM

    Have a nice time. Have fun.

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  12. ValeaMay 28, 2009 at 7:28 PM

    OMG....cracking up here. Ok...so your not the Haiku poet...but I liked your poem. Have a great time on your trip.

    Kristi

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  13. Old Enough to Know BetterMay 28, 2009 at 7:46 PM

    Why not call it "dog"gerel instead of haiku?
    We are talking "bitches", right?

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  14. EdenSkyMay 28, 2009 at 9:54 PM

    That is the most poetic fucking thing I've ever read. Lucky bastard.

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  15. KateMay 29, 2009 at 5:48 AM

    You're a poet and you know...aaaah, screw it... have a wonderful time!

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  16. JonnyTam13May 29, 2009 at 8:19 AM

    Vacation sans rugrats? Who cares what else there is! Enjoy!

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  17. JasonMay 29, 2009 at 9:20 AM

    Sounds like fun to me! Enjoy your trip!

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  18. Andrew's DaddiesMay 29, 2009 at 9:29 AM

    Have a great trip. I love getting up in a hotel and heading down to breakfast buffet. Everything just tastes so much better to me when I'm on vacation!

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  19. whatnowdadMay 29, 2009 at 10:31 AM

    I love, love, love the holiday trips without the little ones, even for just a weekend. Enjoy!

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  20. UnknownMay 29, 2009 at 10:49 AM

    LOL, and I'm sure a well deserved vacay for the two of you; have fun!

    Left you something at my place; please come by to pick up.
    Jane

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  21. AnonymousMay 29, 2009 at 1:05 PM

    Nothing beats dreaming of Mojitos, except maybe drinking them. :)

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  22. WeaselMommaMay 29, 2009 at 6:00 PM

    Have a great time and don't do anything I wouldn't do (that really leaves your options open).

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  23. TheresaMay 30, 2009 at 1:37 AM

    How funny, the picture of the Japanese temple is my screen saver. Birds of a feather...

    Have a great trip!

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  24. Out-NumberedMay 30, 2009 at 8:32 AM

    Thanks to all. I will drink enough Vodka for each and every one of you to get completely wacked. Watch for a new Out-Numbered on Monday. I'll be posting for Momversation...

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  25. PJ MullenMay 30, 2009 at 11:28 AM

    Bacon and Mojitos, sounds like a great combination!

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  26. SurprisedMomMay 31, 2009 at 2:02 AM

    Have a wonderful vacation! Sounds like you picked a great spot. BTW, I liked your poem, even if wasn't officially Haiku.

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  27. PC Xavi-NenaMay 31, 2009 at 2:21 AM

    woo hoo holiday lovely! [i realize im late] but woo hoo!

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  28. Mommy with a PenisMay 31, 2009 at 2:12 PM

    Sitting here unshowered

    surfing...the web

    inhaling stale house odors

    (perhaps a poop bomb in the kid's shorts)

    visions of diaper rash cream

    drinking Metamusal

    Jealousy in check

    Nothing bronze here

    Green

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  29. MayMay 31, 2009 at 2:59 PM

    Oh man, I envy you. Although I probably shouldn't since I just came back from a five-year-wedding-anniversary including TWO kid-free nights in a hotel in the heart of Brussels. Only actually that was last September.

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  30. Momo FaliJune 1, 2009 at 12:30 PM

    I am way jealous. Of your holiday AND your haiku skills.

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  31. Vodka MomJune 1, 2009 at 7:17 PM

    I was going to say something incredibly clever, and then I saw the title "Fun in the Crapper" and decided you HAD to be talking about kindergarten, so I'm off to read that MUST READ.

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  32. nic @mybottlesupJune 1, 2009 at 8:40 PM

    hope you get to touch some breasts.... BREASTS.

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  33. Court DJune 2, 2009 at 2:11 AM

    Hope you enjoy it, any vacation without kiddos is a great one in my book.

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