haikus

I thought I would fool around with the form known as haiku--from Japan, an unrhymed poem having three lines of five, seven, and five syllables. Here they are . . . .

She slaps my belly
Baby's idea of music
Tummy timpanist


Bees flew past the flue
The chimney is infested
My honey's fireplace


At the break of dawn
I crack your hard shell open
Eggs cannot be beat

--Shenandoah Lynd