“Take a walk on the outside, in nature or then just the hood close by, perhaps even the seaside, simply to enjoy the silent moments, on a sunny day, when all the others, have gone the work to slay.” Gun Roswell
Seaside, a long stride, up The hill and down to the beach Scenery to be seen, with
Just one scene, nature and Man made structures, side by side Hard to divide, growing together
Over the years, soon there Is nothing to separate them, under cover From prying eyes, but alas
I am here now and I spy, before it all disappears in To the background of nature
“It’s a solitary stance, the two huddled together for warmth. But, during the darkest hours, the light will guide those lost at sea to a safe harbour.” Gun Roswell
The light might be the only hope For those travelling in the darkness on a slippery watery slope Guidance the one thing the structure solemn needs to do The weary traveller back on the right path No hardships endured
“Yeah, so the water totally freezes when the temperature hits below 0 degrees Celsius, that is science not fiction. Just like the lakes and ocean surfaces. So, take out your skates and go, get out there for a spin, why don’t ya!” Gun Roswell
The early morning sunrise Filling the wintery horizon Across the land and even seaside In a blanket of frozen ice
“Love myself I do, so, am my own Valentine too!” Gun Roswell
A heart for the humanity A heart for the world A heart for the animals A heart for the hurt A heart for the lucky ones A heart for the charmed A heart for my dear one You are lots of fun With your phasers on stun Got me to unarm A heart for myself Heck, I just wanted to be heard Good Lord, what a nerd! A heart for all of you And now, you know what to do Have a happy Wednesday Have a happy Friends Day Hell, even have a happy Valentine’s Day!
“The cascading waters of the fall, despite the roar, are calming my nerves” Gun Roswell
The waters of the fall kept going ever downward, towards their inevitable fall, into the pond which from the warm weather would vaporise the droplets to an invisible fume, soon rising into the mighty skies. Filling the clouds until full and then falling back to the ground with the rain brought on by storm quite strong. Ending in the lake or river high up on the mountains where from the invincible droplets would make their way down the water fall once again, thus completing the circle, ongoing forever and ever.
Finest engineering by Mother Nature, rigged for most of our pleasures. The pure vision of power cannot leave anyone watching it sour, not for long at least. And if you are one of the lucky ones, you can try to get inside the wall of falling water and take a nice and long cold shower. Maybe even become like one of the flowers lulling gently on the surface of the splashing waters. Before the day is over these elements would have won you over and then before you realise, this charming setting, might be a difficult one of letting go. But for now, go with the gentle flow, stay in the water, play around like a sea otter, as there is still time.
“Looks gorgeous doesn’t it, even if it is all blue.” Gun Roswell
Sailing, into the blue, to cure, all, of my sad blues, unfortunately failing, now continued sailing away, in the blue, as it seems to be eternal, for us, chosen few.
“Where there is an ocean blue, there is always some blues to be heard on the waves so cool“ Gun Roswell
The ocean vast, meant to last, past the earthly grounds, but sometimes, when the only thing you think you can see are the blues going on forever, and then, something totally unexpected pops up right there in the middle of it all.
There is something to be said, about this, very tall and statuesque, also blue in colour, or so it seems, as it sticks out from the calming waves, from the oceanic steams creating an illusion of a protective shroud, looking totally esteemed.
A mountain so tall, that if you were to climb up on it, well, you might be in for a scary fall, unless you are totally prepared for the adventure ahead, but once you get right there on the top, the world below endless and will never stop.
But, if you are one of the mere mortals, who cannot reach all them fancy portals, then staying on the beach the option, of watching the views and the cool and calming blue hues, the watery waves and then, the mountain from the distance.
“Life is not perfect and neither am I “ Gun Roswell
Every day a pretty smile for the camera This target requires loads of stamina Acting, pretending, life is just dandy Secretly crying, and eating that last piece of candy
Money may be tight, cannot afford the evening light Eating the neighbour’s leftovers, dug up from the bio trash bin, not such a sin Living life to the fullest, only to find out you’re the dullest Watching pictures from friends on the Instagram, basking in the sun of a foreign land
Realising all the best laid plans, went down the drain, with the spring rain Making up the perfect image, the best produced scam, imagined anyone can Acting, playing the part, none of the wiser, but you are the biggest lier Facade so permanent, face turning into stone, sooner or later it will reach your bones
Wake up, before it is too late Learn, to not yourself to hate Life is not perfect and neither are you You thought different, but you are the biggest fool
After all, you are a just a tiny ball, in the worldwide game of pinball Thrown against the walls, like everyone else, and sooner or later, everyone falls You can try to stall, play a different song But none of us are strong, it’s all just pretend
“The seats are painted in the sane hue as the sky and the ocean, the colour of a deep blue“ Gun Roswell
Greece
The seaside beckoned, as the weary traveller reckoned, it was time for a break from the daily grind and so, to find a good place for a day or two to hide, was now on the agenda of things to do, and this time there was no time to lose, getting there a must, to shed the daily dust.
So, after some thinking, the perfect place was sinking in, as the pictures of a cool and calm blue place, where harmony permanently stays, came into view and then there really as nothing more of the very facts to chew, expect to pic and choose, for the time to embark.
After a few moments spent on the trails, the place, exactly the same as the picture did indicate, was in view, nothing amiss, the calming waves, the fluffy clouds against the blue skies, the warming sun in the face, definitely, this was the place.
And then to admire it all, on this sunny day filled with warmth, what better place to be at, enjoying all the vistas, than a restaurant, right by the pier, falling no fear, only to choose the perfect spot, midst the dark blue chairs on the dot, and taking the time, now off the clock.
Rantings Of A Third Kind 