Haiku

So, par for the course, while drinking lattes and eating cheesecake at B&N with my mom and brother, my brother brought a couple of books into the cafe to look at.  One was a book of haiku we'd looked at a couple of other times and really enjoyed, and  it made me remember a haiku I'd thought of but forgotten to write down the other day about an apple tree.  Luckily, my mom had a notepad in her purse, and she and I both had pens, so before long we were all three writing haiku.

Here is my apple haiku:

Shiny round apples
hanging from the tree branches
sway gently, still small.

And the other haiku I came up with:

The still silverfish
on the floor believes itself
completely hidden.

My small, fuzzy dog
first eats kibbles and then claims
the comfiest chair.

The chipotle sauce,
even when sniffed just a bit,
goes up my nose—ouch.

Yeah, as you can tell--they were just for fun. :)