The cat and the chair

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“Caturday filled with cats, can’t argue with that” Gun Roswell

The cat and the chair

A cat, just came out of its own lair
An now, he is sitting, on someone else’s chair
Owning, everything, some may say, is not fair
But try to tell the cat that, and he’ll give you a really good scare

The cat, is the master
It will make you go faster
Than you had ever thought
Just to go get him some froth

Dare, at him for long enough to stare
You’ll find out, your eyes will forgo a big dare
Just accept, the fact, that you’re his property
And no one, has to walk away, angry

Friday, the 13th

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“Happy Friday the 13th. Satan just texted me, saying, to watch my back…With one of those smirky emojis at the end.”

Friday, the 13th

The tale told below
Was it based on a true story?
Or just pure fiction?

That, my dear reader
Is for the writer to know
And for you to enjoy!
As I arrived in the office, the place seemed more quiet than usual. At least this early in the morning. Sitting in my seat, pondering, where everyone else were.

No emails, no calls
No contacts at all
Had I mistaken?
Or too early awoken?
Was this a wrong day?
A Saturday, a Sunday?

Thinking about it, the traffic had been oddly light.
Even though it had been early morning time.

After a few hours of waiting in solitude, people I had never seen, entered the room.
Talking in strange languages, sounding like a record been played back the wrong way.
I was observing them. They did not seem to notice me.

Passing me by
Wondering why
Seemed like a dream
So unreal did it seem

I tried to greet one of them. I kept repeating
Hello, hello, HELLO!

But unnoticed
Even by the closest
Visitor did I go

Getting irritated, I did no longer hesitate.
Jumped in front of the nearest stranger.
I did not feel I was in any danger.
Waved my arms and shouted.
Like a mad person undoubted

But nothing, no nothing stirred the strangers.
As if I wasn’t even there…

Maybe, just maybe
I had turned invisible
Or maybe,
It was all, just a dream

After all
It was Friday the 13th!

Super Woman!

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“I am not saying I am Wonder Woman I am just saying no one has ever seen me and Wonder Woman in the same room”

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Super Woman

Let’s rebuild her to a

Bigger
Better
Faster
Stronger
Bolder

Better than she was before
Someone truly to be adored
A extraordinary superhuman
An absolute wonder woman

We have the technology
Never mind the theology
Using finest neurology
Without a doubt or apology

To be

Smarter
Taller
Chipper
Funnier
Longer…
“Oh, wait just a minute!”

“What’s wrong?”

“We don’t have enough power!”

“We don’t?”

“No, we used it all to juice up the last superwoman wannabe.”

“OK, patch her up then and send her on her way!”

“Next!”

Up an down

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“Stairs, like life, take you up, and down” Gun Roswell

Up an down

Sometimes going up, really fast, two steps at the time
Feeling so light and fine, face plastered with a smile
Other times, slumping down, hardly one step, with shaky legs
And a large, and topping that, a distorted, saggy frown

Fifties car

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“Old school, for sure, but still, looking quite cool” Gun Roswell

Fifties car

Driving around, on these, modern streets
This old girl of a vehicle, quite polished and very neat
On the front and back, there may be only one seat
But that’s OK, because everyone, will still fit

Mundane on a Monday 3

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“Mondays without colour, what a drag!” Gun Roswell

Mundane on a Monday

Pink Window

Yesterdays reflected
From old discarded windows
An old shack
Once painted black
Now boasting, the colour pink
It’s an eye sore some say
But others, smile and
In front of it for a moment stay
It’s not useful anymore
Who knows what secrets
Within it are stored
But for now, the windows
And the doors
Remain locked of course
And maybe someday
You may find the key
Which unlocks them all

Happy Star Trek Day!

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"Live Long and Prosper" Spock, Star Trek

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Happy Star Trek Day!

Call it campy or even quirky
Call it the wagon train in space
All the familiar cardboard sets
And the best written scripts
Sci-fi, entertainment and humanity
All at their very best in the same place
This is the most a TV show gets
Don’t tell me, you are not gripped

Watching re-runs
With your best chums
What could be more fun
Maybe sitting out in the sun?

But, we are Trekkers
Nerds, geeks and well, trekkers
Looking up to the stars
Daring to go very far
Well, at least, in our imagination
During the syndication
With our favourite television show
To which much we owe

Live Long and Prosper, Star Trek!

Two of red

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“I love the deepness of a passionate red” Gun Roswell

Two of red

Hanging, together, no need for a tether
We are close, so close to each other
There is no need for any kind of binding
And if either of us would get lost out there
The invisible bond is still us together holding
Only need to shout and each other again, we are finding

Still useful

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“I may be old, but I am still useful” Gun Roswell

Still useful

Old and crooked, wrinkled and busted
Weathered, and certainly not functioning like I’m supposed to have lasted
But a fresh coat of paint, a few pretty flowers from the bench
And voila, I am serving a new purpose
Out here, for everyone’s enjoyment

Shady side of me

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“I prefer the darkness, but I love the light” Gun Roswell

Shady side of me

Sometimes the brightness gets too much
My skin aching from a ray of lights touch
Running for a cover, anywhere to stay, to simply, get away
Finally, finding, my preferred place, in the darkened, cooling, shade