There was so much interest in my haiku writing that Lynettea thought I should really compose one instead of going to sleep 'as usual,' she said.
poking into crevices
I particularly like writing moon haiku, as you can see from my winning entries. This one has a more feline flavour than usual.
the moon traps a face
in the fishpond
(Lynettea didn't like the one above. She said, 'whose face, Diamond?' I thought it was obvious, a fish face. Who would be interested in anything else.)