Dangling – Treacherous
Waiting for the squirrel’s feast
Nature’s hand-grenades
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
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
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
Ψ
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.
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
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
Mister Master Brew
You’re the caffeinated king
Morning starts with you
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
Where ‘s the place you sleep?
Between the baby’s feedings
Quite, warm – Sleep Island
I’ve started to notice that in between the baby feeding that there are these little magical pockets of time. This is the time when he sleeps, usually an hour or three. I have been calling these little pockets of time sleep islands.
Sunlight fading fast
Leaving embers in the sky
Day takes one last breath
Sky Fire 1
Grey storm clouds parting
Turning the sky into fire
Day ends in a blaze
Welcome to the world
My precious little baby
10 pounds 8 ounces
My son was born at 8:11 A.M. this morning.
As you can see he was a big boy.
Today it was eight –
long and challenging hard miles
Splashing in the rain
Another Sunday and another run I didn’t think I had in me.
I have run 8 miles only three times counting today. I usually don’t like to go that far. I just felt like with the busy weeks ahead that this might be my only shot for a while. Surprising enough, it was rather easy, though I did have to run through one of the heaviest rain showers I have ever run in. I was soaked when I got home.