Friday Poetry Extravaganza (1 of 3)
Germ Warfare
Cough.
Hack. [Phlegm] Gasp.
Daughter two sounds like Darth Vader breathing in her crib.
Snort.
Sniffle. Wheeze.
Daughter one has fevered eyes.
Listlessly watching a video while wrapped up on the couch.
Both adults are sickly petulant.
Taking care of what we can.
Feverishly wash hands, dishes, surfaces, snotty faces.
Creativity running out as fast as the Kleenex.
Patience as solid as jello.
Passion as tepid as a bedtime sippy cup.
Cough.
Hack. [Phlegm] Gasp.
Daughter two sounds like Darth Vader breathing in her crib.
Snort.
Sniffle. Wheeze.
Daughter one has fevered eyes.
Listlessly watching a video while wrapped up on the couch.
Both adults are sickly petulant.
Taking care of what we can.
Feverishly wash hands, dishes, surfaces, snotty faces.
Creativity running out as fast as the Kleenex.
Patience as solid as jello.
Passion as tepid as a bedtime sippy cup.
posted by Laura @ 12:04 PM
1 Comments:
At 9:28 AM,
KC said…
The juxtaposition of the beauty and the coughing bane of the season is touching when you read the three as a series! Thanks for coming back to us and thanks for the recipe as well. Now if it would only get to fall like temps around here so I can enjoy a good bowl of it!
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