Haiku

White and black kitties 

Contentiously share my lap. 

Furry shoulder sprites.

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My Haiku Attempts

Another day, more cleanup.

Trying to straighten things around here.  Am easily distracted.  I found an old writing exercise notebook, which I'll hang onto, at least until I get everything in there transcribed.  

It contains the haiku I tried to write when Robin encouraged me to try my hand.

Honestly, I only remembered one of them -- the one that Robin preserved in her own poetry book:

Puppy in the grass

Bites my fingers gently, then

I capture her snout.

She liked that one. 

I already published the raccoon one.  The rest are below the cut.

He who steals my trash, steals trash

Black-maskéd bandit
Boldly invades sanctity
Of my garbage can.