After the weekend
May 29, 2007 at 15:16 The worst thing about a holiday weekend? Facing the week after it.
I feel like the entire blogosphere is letting out a heavy sigh. Then again, maybe that’s just ME.
So, I declare today is Two-Line Tuesday.
Yes, I’m making a call for two-line poems with a twist. The first line is the set up and is generally nice, the second line delivers a punch. Only other rule is the two lines have to rhyme.
Now last time, our theme was "Love Gone Wrong" and I delivered these V-Grrrl Classics:
Your eyes so sparkly, your hair so red
Is that the sun, shining through your head?
All day, all night you’re on my mind
Like the rectal itch burning my behind.
Today’s theme is "Weekends Gone Wrong." For example:
Friday arrived and I had a plan
Does a night with Ben and Jerry
Count as a one-night stand?
(Yeah, I know that’s three lines, but y’all didn’t expect me to sacrifice my art to the rules, did you?)
Holiday weekend—it sounded like bliss
Three days of housework and now I’m just pissed.
The salsa was hot, the beer was cold,
But the girls in bikini tops made me feel old.
Baby was darling, I kissed her sweet head
Moments later, she blew chunks in my bed.
Three day weekend—it promised to be fine
But quality time with the washing machine
Was not what I had in mind.
OK, y’all jump in and roll with it. Bust a rhyme. Tell me about your weekend—real or imagined.
May 29, 2007
Copyright 2007 Veronica McCabe Deschambault and V-Grrrl in the Middle. All rights reserved.
Poetry
Reader Comments (25)
When it finally did, I got a sunburn!
But take-outs were the only winners...
I did too...until I noticed the stool.
Yes. Stool. Some little kido was not wearing a swimmer, I asume. Yuck!
:)
And the days that follow are equally bad.
Thunderstorms render us helplessly stuck
Summer once again finds us running amok.
I'd like to relax and shrug off this regret
For old things undone and challenges unmet.
too bad the other half didn't see it that way!
Dreaming of a weekend alone with my mate
not watching tv and fixing his plate.
Picnics, BBQs with family galore
no one came by, twas a total bore.
Returning to work after three days rest
ends up with too much crap on my desk.
Does not include handheld computers.
(This is more of a non-rhyming rhyme). Let's just say I am still too pissed off to make it rhyme.
Pissed off not-quite-haikus are welcome. : )
Here's one just for you:
Put down the handheld, please stop and eat
Or I'll type in "our marriage" and then hit DELETE.
Remember Caddyshack? Maybe that was just a Baby Ruth bar!
Obeying the whims of a still cranky spouse
"The enemy of my enemy is my friend,
but USA Governor Mitt Romney did not quite link to the blog he meant"
(yes, I got linked by mistake by a US Republican running for presidency, as 'an endorsement' blogger -LOL. Made my day :-)
Have you heard from Hillary yet? ; )
Hmmmm, that's strange, Sophia wrote exactly the same thing. ; )
It was back to work on Monday, go go go
Ran after the children and fought with the movers
Pulled out the vacuum, it's not a Hoover
So much to do yet so little time...
When all I want is a Corona and a lime.
(It's more than two lines, I know...but I got going and couldn't stop.)
Our time is short and soon it will be naught.
the monster in law could not possibly die soon enough.
I'm terribly sorry I just wished death upon someone, on your lovely blog. I have given it thought though and totally mean it. Bleah.
With Stumpy watching Pirates of the Carribbean.
It doesn't rhyme...
the Napoli garbage in the water was a special treat!
A 3 day weekend, it sounded so great-
Except my husband is Canadian, and that holiday they did not take!
But all too soon Tuesday is on us
Sleeping in and lounging around
Ends with the dreaded alarm sound
I hustle the kids off to bed on time
To sit at the computer & churn out some rhymes
Hope there's a better end to your vacation days
And that tonight you're surprised with a really good _ _ _.
OMG, I didn't really just type that, did I? And after using YOUR blog as an example of high-standard comment-leaving. Oh, my. Oh, me.