#171 of 365 – 7 Haiku about our road trip

7 Haiku about our road trip

  

packing; “Got your shirt?”

“Yes.” “Are you sure?” “Yes.”  “Sure?!”  “Yes!”

unpacking―no shirt

 

 

road trip; I just drive,

boy just sleeps, girl just talks, spouse

just wants to get there

 

 

truck stop―eats and store

nice people; sign on the door

“no slack pants allowed!”

 

 

stall door, weird lock, dim

lights, dirty; definitely

not going to sit down

 

 

old man, rail skinny

scraggly hair, no teeth; hard to

tell he was smiling

 

 

charred house on a hill

driving by, passing someone’s

burned up memories

 

 

our daughter talked long

past our listening; waaaayyyy too

much espresso cake!

 

 

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About Blackbird

Poet, sculptor, writer, spouse, parent, crazy person - not necessarily in that order.
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3 Responses to #171 of 365 – 7 Haiku about our road trip

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    On Fri, Mar 21, 2014 at 10:54 PM, ElevenFifty9

  2. pi314chron says:

    Nice! “rail skinny” paints the picture for me…have been sick all day…still am…fever, achey in my bones…spent most of the day in bed…very afraid I may have the flu…didn’t get the flu shot…too damn stubborn…going back to bed now…hope the road trip goes well.

    Ron

    • Blackbird says:

      So so sorry you’re under the weather Ron! Get yourself some chicken soup…thanks as always for reading…hope you’re feeling better soon!

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