Forms of Haiku

He never stays still

Always twitching in his sleep

A restless dreamer

  

For a fine painting

If I could capture his form

My cat would live on

  

Haiku worries me

When he cries out in soft mewls

Scared of the dark too

  

What a pair we make

The writer with her small pet

Both caught in a poem

The End

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