Ye Old Witch

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All kinds of witches are about, usually all year long, but especially on Easter!” Gun Roswell

Ye Old Witch

She is so old, her teeth are gold
She is almost blind and bold
But never the lesser one
Usually, having all the fun

When she smiles
There is no vile
The children she likes
Never ever strikes

Only candy will she eat
When she is riding on that broomy seat
Her charm is the grey cat
Which has become quite fat

Cheers and best wishes to all
Before the cauldron her again calls
And until next Easter
She will be off her keister

Red-Velo-Bike

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All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware”
Martin Buber

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Red-Velo-Bike

When you really feel like
Your feet might be on a strike
Then, just hop on a Velo-Bike
It is such motorized fun
Under, the warming sun
No, this is certainly not any kind of pun
Just you dare to ride, ride, ride
Your borrowers and red, Velo-Bike

Patrick Stewart’s Shakespeare Sonnets

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We definitely need some calming moments in this era of grim news and worldwide sadness. Sir Patrick Stewart is obliging, with his tremendous voice …

Patrick Stewart’s Shakespeare Sonnets via Moss and Fog

A golf cart awaits you

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“All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware”
Martin Buber

 

A golf cart awaits you

To simply fool the neighbours
And maybe, even all other strangers
You hired a simple cart
Which was in itself, quite smart
Added a big bag of clubs
Well, actually, some might have looked alike stubs
Quickly, hopped inside the vehicle
While the others looked at you, stating it was totally unbelievable
Maybe they were even a little jealous
Because of this, what you ma called it; helluva
Trick, you just made up

“If you’re going through hell, keep going” Winston Churchill

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“If you’re going through hell, keep going” Winston Churchill

KEEP GOING

 

I have chosen this rather apt quote from the archives of the Quote a week Tuesday tradition.

In these times of troubled times
When there is hardly one smile
Just keep pushing through
We’ll all get over this, very soon

Gun Roswell

Simply, Red

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“I have always been caught by the pull of the unremarkable, by the easily missed, infinitely nourishing beauty of the mundane.”
― Tana French, Broken Harbor

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Simply, Red

Simple, should be the word
Yet so easily slurred
But, for any kind of mundane day
When all the colours, are just grey
Then with one simple touch of red
You will be, unravelling, the thread

Silence for a Sunday

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“The streets are empty, the neighbourhood is quiet, must be Sunday” Gun Roswell

Silence for a Sunday

The unthinkable, just happened
As I thought no more time indoors could I spend
Then a good sign from the weather gods
As the sun started shining above
The streets empty from anyone
Even if I could go out, I would be alone
In this times of trouble and fear
I still prefer to have some sunshine burning my ears
As I step out to the great unknown
From my now open front door
I am glad of this moment of silence opened
As all and everything in time have completely frozen
And outside of this solitary space of security
I once again dare to venture without any scrutiny

Motorbike and the pouring Rain

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“There is nothing to riding in the rain, even if barefoot, just hit that pedal and don’t worry about the stains” Gun Roswell

Motorbike and the pouring Rain

When it rains, it may also pour
Your mind and mentality, soon enough, dropping to the floor
All them puddles, are there for you, just waiting
So, why the hell, should you be hesitating?

Just jump on that good old and solid moped
Get yourself out there, even if you might be soaking
Ride, ride, ride, wild like the kid you once were
Through the soaking rainy puddles, without any care

But soon enough, the fun could come to a complete and utter halt
If an unexpected flash of light, will give you a jolt
But then you might simply take the advantage
Of that free kind of power charging

And then, just keep on riding in the rain
Even, if you might feel just a little bit of pain
It’s just the asphalt, that keeps you grounded under your soles
Because, just this once, you dared to bare your soul

Scooter on the sidewalk

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“Just pick and choose, which ever you may fancy!” Gun Roswell

Scooter on the sidewalk

The black and totally big thing, in that street corner, way over there
You really cannot help, but completely stop to stand and stare
It is so massive compared, to any previously seen bi-wheeled moped
Can you even be sure, that this, thing, can be called, a scooter?

If you are unsure, why don’t you just hop on and try it out and some time on it spend
You may end up liking it so much, you need to buy one for yourself in the end

Blue Moped Ride

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“Take a ride on the wild side, with a blue moped, then add on a huge smile” Gun Roswell

Blue Moped Ride

A slow ride on the minimalistic size blue motorbike
Turned out to be surprisingly the most interesting hike
Hardly fitting my big fat lazy derrière on its seat
But got on it with effort anyway, as I would never admit defeat

My knees, totally bent, almost to the very hilt
I am sitting here, on this, very very,,, well, world’s most smallest of seats
With the wind and all them flies (who knows what else) in my face
Yes, truly this is, a most memorable stage

Riding along the slow and narrow streets at noon
Certainly, to the onlookers, I am way too funny, much like a buffoon
Cannot say I am very much enjoying the scenery
As the most of my concentration is used to keep the tiny bike steady

But like all good (or bad) experiences, which do not last long, my ride has ended
And I am really so glad, that all this time to have wasted
At least, in learning a lesson of sizes and even gravity
And some people should just stay on the other side of sanity 

(Myself included ;P)