Tomato Haiku

The theory is this:

A person can illustrate whatever needs to be said about life's major themes within the extremely structured confines of 5-7-5 with a tomato tie-in.

Therefore, I write haiku about tomatoes.

I've been doing this for quite some time, and it seems to work well. Tomatoes are fruit and vine, fruit and vegetable. They're flexible enough allow discussion of pleasure and passion, life and death, growth and rage and fragility, etc. etc.

I wrote the first ones about ten years ago. I think I have around fifty. (I know, that isn't a lot of progress for ten years, but I've had other projects going.)

Here's some early ones:

one
Tomato in snow.
Wind and frost bite tender skin;
Red on white shivers.

two
Sauce runs down my shirt
Shocking splatter, napkin dab;
A lunch date in ruin.

three
A zesty tongue jig
For red slices dashed with salt.
Summer loves my mouth.

four
My French fries grow cold.
Ketchup rolling from the jar.
Eternity, this.

five
Tomatoes play games.
They excel at hide and seek
beneath broad green leaves.