A haiku a day?
It’s impossible, they said.
But that’s the grand plan.

The cat chooses you. Never the other way around
A haiku a day?
It’s impossible, they said.
But that’s the grand plan.
Cat rolled, stretched, meowed
Fell, and acted like I pushed
Not my fault you fell
The look on his face
says “I’m going to bite you,”
but he’s still purring
Back from outer space
Where coffee was delivered
Need another cruise
In the other room,
I hear something fall and break
Cat’s at it again
I miss good coffee
Any coffee is better
than no coffee though
So much bad haiku
I could do this all day long
But who would want that?
Hey washy washy
Dont want that norovirus
Keep those hands clean folks
The fish swim forward
on the carpet of the ship
It makes me giggle
Blue green yellow white
The colors of vacation
Don’t want it to end
Hey I’m on a boat!
Salt air and vitamin sea
So much sunny warmth