Haikus For Tea and Sympathy
Never kiss your kids.
Advice I never follow,
so now I am sick.
Colin got it first,
with chest and nose all full of
snot and icky stuff.
Then our mighty Charles
was felled; he slept all weekend.
Now he's on the mend.
So, it is my time.
Only fair I take my turn,
see what they went through.
So very tired,
stuffy, sore; green and brown goo,
like the clinic walls.
Advil, Sudafed,
better life through chemistry,
Dextromethorphan.
And, thank god for tea.
It soothes the throat and balms soul,
steams open my nose.
As I am not that
sick, the part I dislike worse
is wanting to whine.
Whine, whine, whine, whine, whine.
Whiny, whiny, whiny, whine.
Whine, whine, whine, whine. Wine?
(I must be feeling better?)
Advice I never follow,
so now I am sick.
Colin got it first,
with chest and nose all full of
snot and icky stuff.
Then our mighty Charles
was felled; he slept all weekend.
Now he's on the mend.
So, it is my time.
Only fair I take my turn,
see what they went through.
So very tired,
stuffy, sore; green and brown goo,
like the clinic walls.
Advil, Sudafed,
better life through chemistry,
Dextromethorphan.
And, thank god for tea.
It soothes the throat and balms soul,
steams open my nose.
As I am not that
sick, the part I dislike worse
is wanting to whine.
Whine, whine, whine, whine, whine.
Whiny, whiny, whiny, whine.
Whine, whine, whine, whine. Wine?
(I must be feeling better?)
Labels: Horrid Haikus
posted by Diana at 8:25 AM
21 Comments:
Diana, you're a dentist right? Do you know Bob Ziino? He's an orthodontist out in Sun Prairie and is a good friend of my in-laws'. I know the question is sort of a "shot in the dark," but I figured that the dental community out there might be somewhat small.
whine away dearie! being sick is no fun. the worst thing ever is watching roomates get sick knowing your day is coming.
get better soon!!
Sympathy is what
you get from the likes of me
hope you feel better
(soon)(damn haiku forms. I don't know how you make your haiku so good!)
Well, you brought a smile to my face!!!
I like the line about mighty Charles being felled (hee, hee), but my favorite is the whine haiku. Too funny!!!!
Oh, poor poor Diana.
Attacked by the evil cold.
Drink wine, send me corks.
Yeah, haiku? So not my best form of poetry. Although I do like my haiku poetry.
Ariella- Hi there! (Everybody, this is Ariella. She is very nice and funny and is planning to move to the Madison area in the next year.)
Close, just remove the first "D" from "DMD" and you've got it. (I'm an internist in a same day care clinic.) Sadly, I know not a soul professionally in WI as I practice in IL. I don't really know anyone outside of the small town I practice in, actually, as my referral patterns are mostly local.
Amy- Oh, yeah. You keep hearing the theme from "Jaws" in the back of your head.
Teri- Must be the cold medicine. Thanks for the sympathy. You know, it does help.
Rozanne- I aims to please. Poor Charles was actually felled: Crashed on the basement couch sleeping for hours on end, poor guy. Fortunately, he is recovering and now tells me to go to couch. Sadly, he is now at work and Sara is not nearly so understanding. Looking forward to her nap with no little anticipation.
Dana- Mmmm. Mulled wine. Good for what ails you.
Good Haikuish poem. Bravo!
I was watching the Home and Garden channel last night and this guy had made a rocking chaise out of cork. Supposedly comfortable. I'm sure the pets would love it literally to pieces.
Oh! I'm sorry you're not feeling well. I hope you feel better soon and feel free to whine away. Being sick is never any fun.
You're allowed some whine. Usually the site of Piffle is good-hearted and cheery. We're all allowed our bad days.
Hope all are well soon!
I'm sorry, I hope you feel better. Every time Allie is sick I pray I don't get it. Its funny, until you are a parent you don't realize what little disease vectors kids are.
Whine away, Diana. You deserve a good whine. I'm sorry you're feeling poorly and hope you're better soon (or at least get to take a nap).
(opening up raincoat and whispering) I've got some good stuff in here I could sell ya undercover...good prices, good results, won't cure ya but sure to make you not give a rat's ass how bad you feel...
No, no, I'm not flashing you...just, ya know, offering you some goods....
I think I've just figured out how to find a new boyfriend, and make money at the same time.
WOOHOO!!!!!
Ny-Quil is the drug,
In winter, it stops many
snots from nose-dropping
Beth- I hope you're feeling better, too!
Gerah- Thanks, I needed that.
Stace- You know it. Especially when they are a-puking all over you.
Listie- Oh, yes. Napping happened, and is on the schedule today, too.
Christie- Oh, baby! I do know! If word gets out, you'll have to beat them off with sticks. Too bad you wouldn't want any of them. The cashola would be good, though.
Babs- Yeah, that Nyquil stuff is great unless you want to do anything but drool for 24 hours (and I'm not knocking the drooling). Nothing like a good kick of antihistamine with a decent slug of alcohol. Zzzzzzz.
I can't compete! Hope you all feel better! Come on-it's the weekend! You HAVE to feel better!
Kate- Yup, much better after another nap (thank you Sara!) and more tea. Just disgustingly phlegmy.
Jamie- Actually, there is a plethora of 5-sylable cold meds: pseudoephedrine and diphenhydramine were contenders. Could have used phenylpropanolamine for the 7 sylable line and done it all in 3 words!
You're hysterical, snot and all. THAT is a gift. Pharmacology exams coming up in a few days, maybe i'll haiku them to death. Would be a first, might even work. Hope all airways are clear and you're healthily inebriated.
[Does this mean Charles slept PAST 5 am?? The poor man! That is indeed sick.]
Johnny- Gah! Pharm! Bleh! Haiku away, my dear, It's most theraputic, although something as ghastly as pharm may something more irreverent as an antidote, like a limerick?
There once was a doc named Piffle,
She had a bad case of the sniffles.
She began to sneeze
and started to wheeze,
which made it hard to chase the whiffle.
There's a limerick for you! Not great, I know, but not many things rhyme with Piffle! Anyway, hopefully by now you are feeling better. Of course, now you're probably caring for sick kids.
Brilliant!
I suck at poetry of any sort.
Feel better soon. And I hope you get lots of TLC.
~K!
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