A butterscotch light
With beams of candy yellow
Fills the sky of blue
Author: AWR72
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Haiku – Golden Autumn Sunshine
A butterscotch light
With beams of candy yellow
Fills the sky of blue
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Haiku – Halloween Rising 2
Almost Halloween
The days are growing closer
Pumpkin carving time
Part 1
Pumpkins, ghosts, and scares
Halloween crawling closer
The best time of year
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Haiku – Shroud
A thick graveyard’s shroud
Hangs over the world today
As peace is ravaged
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A tall wooden mast
Supported by stays and shrouds
Help sails hold the wind
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Ectoplasm trail
A lingering ghostly shroud
Cold spots in the room
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Inspired by the theme at
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Poem – 8 in the morning
Mommy sleeps – peaceful dreams
Baby is in the nursery
Daddy’s eyes are wide open
Such a peaceful time,
this time of morning
The sun is just up over the horizon,
ready to do its rounds for the day
I draw in a breath
I feel sleep
still
lingering
just
behind
my
eyes
I know I will need a nap soon
It was a late night
A tough night
In the end it will be worth it
The baby monitor squeaks beside me
I listen to my son as he moves about
What is going on behind his eyes?
What is going on inside his dreams?
Sweet beams of sunlight,
filter in through the window
Caffeine calls
Time for my morning cup
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Haiku – Home
Love, warmth, peace, and joy
In a safe and secure place
I like to call home
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Poem – 1 in the morning
It’s heading towards –
the wee hours of the morning.
My wife nurses as the baby feeds.
I sit and I ponder.
The joys my son could bring.
I ramble.
As I write this poem –
that has no direction.
Maybe I have no direction.
A writer I want to be.
I laugh.
Is that something I can achieve?
All the years I’ve struggled.
A few hits –
mostly misses.
As I take on this new journey.
A path into fatherhood.
I know I can’t lose focus
or
direction.
I need to be strong for him.
I need to be a good example for him.
I need to be someone he looks up to.
I guess I am really rambling now.
Like my poem 2 in the morning.
I am just rambling.
Sleep please take me away.
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Haiku – A Good Cup of Coffee 5
In the pot you drip
Bring on the caffeination
Magic coffee bean
Part 1
Caffeinated dreams
Bring on the master liquid
My mind needs a boost
Part 2
Liquid energy
Red blood racing through my veins
Strong like rocket fuel
Part 3
Warm master liquid
Let me worship at your cup
Brew faster for me
Part 4
Mister Master Brew
You’re the caffeinated king
Morning starts with you
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Haiku – Sky Fire 4
White cotton ball clouds
Burning on a light blue sky
The world turns crimson
Sky Fire 1
Grey storm clouds parting
Turning the sky into fire
Day ends in a blaze
Sky Fire 2
Sunlight fading fast
Leaving embers in the sky
Day takes one last breath
Sky Fire 3
Rays of sun explode
As the day is closing down
The sky above burns
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Haiku – Halloween Rising
Pumpkins, ghosts, and scares
Halloween crawling closer
The best time of year
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Haiku – The Window
Cat in the window
Watching the birds in the yard
Remember the choose your own adventure books. Well, I am going to give you a choice. Which way would you end this one?
Eyes twitch, swish of tail
or
Killing on its mind
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Haiku – Battlefield
Politics for blood
Splitting the symbol of peace
Death to innocence
Ψ
On this battlefield
Hear my lonely soldier’s cry
Where falling souls lie
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Thoughts on Fatherhood 3
Night Terror
Okay folks, just when I think I have heard it all with this pregnancy thing and post pregnancy thing, along comes something else. That’s right – night terror, which sounds like something I get when I listen to a Bee Gees song.
Anyway, did anyone know that women in some form of postpartum can have this happen to them. It really is a pretty crazy thing to read about and witness. We went through it last night and not only is it scary for my wife, but it terrified me. We are all okay, but man that was a scary time. I hope it doesn’t happen again.
My wife decided to do some research this morning on it and she was telling me that one woman (she read about online) fell asleep with her baby on top of her. When this woman woke up she thought the baby was some kind of snake and tossed it. Lucky for this woman the baby landed on the couch and was unharmed.
You’ve gone through nine months with a child inside you and given birth. You would think the party should start, but little things keep lingering for a couple of months after. I will be glad when we all get back to some kind of normal around here.
Other Thoughts
Did anyone catch this show last night? I was really disappointed with it. The show really didn’t live up to the premise. Maybe it was the pilot episode and it will get better, but after watching it last night I don’t think I will revisit it again. It just wasn’t all that good.
I haven’t seen this one yet, but this show looks like it has promise. I might have to check it out since I am planning to stay at home once my wife goes back to work.
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Thoughts on Fatherhood 2
Cluster-Feeding
I have learned so much since my wife got pregnant about so many things regarding my son. The two words above are just another thing to add to my daddy dictionary.
If you don’t know what it means, here is a loose male definition of those two words. A cluster-feeding is when your baby just wants to eat and eat and eat and eat, etc. Usually this happens during a growth spurt and it can go on for hours or days. No matter how many times you put him up to his mom to be fed it never seems like he gets enough. As first time parents it can be very challenging. Your baby is crying and nothing you do will console him. It can be tough to get use to We have been lucky so far because the times we think he has been cluster feeding it has been at good times of the day – not in the darkness of deep late night.
Car Seats
Anybody else feel like they are hurting their child when they put them into one of these contraptions? As a first time parent this has been very challenging for dear old dad. I have been the one putting him into it and honestly I just expect something horrific to happen every time I do it. I feel like I am putting him into an Iron Maiden. I know car seats are built this way for safety, but it is going to take some time to get used to strapping him in.
Baby Clothes
This is the one area that I know where I am truly a guy. I can’t put baby clothes on my kid no matter how hard I work at it. It takes me forever to get it right. Trying to put stuff over moving arms and legs is just impossible sometimes.
Other Thoughts
I did get my first peed on experience a few days ago. I was sitting on the couch holding him when I felt this warmth that wasn’t there before. It soaked my shorts pretty good. We realized the diaper he was wearing was too big so we switched back to the newborn size. Lesson learned – I’m sure we are not the only ones who’ve made this mistake.
I guess that is about it. We are at a week since we brought him home and I tell you what – it is awesome. The greatest thing about parenting so far has been the little moments – the little things he does. A few days ago I went in to get him up and he was wide awake. He looked right at me with a set of expressive eyes that I had never seen before. Sure, I had seen him with his eyes open, but not like this. You could just see this change. There are a lot of little things like this happening every day, but I won’t bore you with them now.
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Haiku – Cobalt Blue Tarantula
Creepy, crawly, blue
I can’t believe you’re leaving –
footprints on this earth
I didn’t know this thing existed until I was looking up the word cobalt on Wikipedia one day. If you click on the picture you will find some more information about it.
I also did this for this site here:
You should swing on by there and check them out if you like reading or writing Haiku.
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Haiku – Sky Fire 3
Rays of sun explode
As the day is closing down
The sky above burns
Sky Fire 1
Grey storm clouds parting
Turning the sky into fire
Day ends in a blaze
Sky Fire 2
Sunlight fading fast
Leaving embers in the sky
Day takes one last breath
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Haiku – Fall 2
Crisp, cool morning air
Nipping at your finger tips
Frost will be here soon
Fall 1
The air of Autumn
Colors leaves of dying green
Gold, orange, and red
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