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Monthly Archives: May 2015
Don’t Be A Bitter Bitch!
“I just want to be clear, I am a very dark and bitter person, but I think on some level, everything really does come when it’s meant to come” Martha Plimpton
Don’t Be A Bitter Bitch!
So,
Things did not go your way
You were forced to walk away
Blaming life is never fair
Throwing your hands in the air
Ready for total surrender
Becoming quite the bitter
And complete quitter
Rather than
Trying again
Becoming a mender
The offender
Learning from
What went wrong
Becoming strong
Just,
Put a smile on that face
Tomorrow embrace
New and better opportunities
In other communities
You will discover that purpose
For another goal to chase
And find your best place
And then,
Just make them eat it Honey!
Forty-Seven
“I no longer believe in the Easter Bunny, and I’m beginning to wonder about Santa Claus. But I believe wholeheartedly in 47” Sarah Dolinar
Forty-Seven
The proof:
The time is now, 00.47
Roswell 1947
Film, 47 Minutes
Waterford Greenwich 47-piece Flatware Set
Exit 47
47 followers
London Bus Routes – 47/N47
4711 Eau de toilette
Level 47 Walkthrough
Agent 47
47 Ronin
U.S. Code › Title 47
The 47 Society
47 likes on Facebook page
47 mints in the box
The homage:
How phenomenal
Quite Astrological
Completely magical
Oh so mythical
Like a rock star
My profound respect
I am fundamentally perplexed
How very puzzling
Even a little hustling
Quite the dazzling
You are
The culprit:
Maybe I am an alien
With a devilish plan
“Hello, I am Specialist 47
Delighted to make your acquaintance
Please find attached my credentials
For some mind maintenance”
Resident of Earth since 1947
Successfull mind melds, total of 47 000 000 047
47 more years to beat
Until my mission is complete
My contact information
4747 Galaxy Boulevard
A short promenade
A right down the hall
Or give me a call
My mobile number 555-4747
Thank you for your confirmation
Congratulations on getting 500 total likes on Rantings Of A Third Kind
Congratulations on getting 500 total likes on Rantings Of A Third Kind
Thank You Dears, for the following and likes!
This is just the beginning.
After 89 posts since I started in March this year, it’s absolutely fantastic to see you like what I have to offer 🙂
With all my best,
Gun Roswell
Photography: Italy Verbania 2014
Photography: Greece, Rhodes 2014
Life is a Boxing Match
“Boxing is real easy. Life is much harder” Floyd Mayweather, Jr.
Boxing Match
The gloves are on
The arena awaits you
From the illusion of winning
Your head is spinning
The chanting getting louder
You’re feeling prouder
The plan was a clean fight
No hitting below the belt
The deal fitting your own self
No more time for flight
The crowd is cheering
You are leering
At the ding of the gong
The fight is on
Dancing around
Pulling punches
No one going down
The referee announces
No one is winning
It is time
To up the ante
The gloves come off
The game now on
You start to scoff
Your mind’s set only on the con
Spitting out words of slander
Sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander
Hair being torn
Nails like thorns
Feeling the scorn
Scratching, screaming
Ending only in
Real blood and tearing
No one is winning
It is time
For plan C
Photography: UK London 2013
NEWS: WILDsound Writing, Screenplay and Film Festival Review
My Brain has Too many Tabs Open
Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Sailor, and a Writer
Stalking is such a Strong Word. Let’s call it… Social Research!
I’m not Evil, I was just Drawn That Way
I’m not getting old, I am getting better
Rocket Science? It’s Just Life!
Stuck Between a Poem and a Hard Place
Having My Cake and Eating It Too
I may not be Everyone’s Cup of Tea, but I am Someone’s Double Vodka
Put Me in a Box, Why don’t You
I Thought My Life Would Include More Impromptu Sing-a-longs
“I cannot sing, dance or act. That’s never stopped me from doing any of those things”
I Thought My Life Would Include More Impromptu Sing-a-longs
Call me crazy
Or a little hazy
Mostly amazing
And feeling like a daisy
Bursting into song
With the bang of a gong
In the middle of the street
Quick on my feet
On a rush hour bus
Without any fuss
Laughing, prancing
Singing, dancing
A dull working day
Blowing my mind away
Standing in the checkout line
Feeling absolutely fine
Laughing, prancing
Singing, dancing
Call the white coats
And have me committed?
Wouldn’t you rather
join me and admit it
A sing-a-long
Was just the thing
You needed
All along
Row row row your boat
Gently down the stream
Merrily merrily merrily merrily
Life is but a dream




















































































































