Some kind of Grass (2)

“The grass is always growing, no matter what” Gun Roswell

Some kind of Grass 

Blue on white

Fluffy and cuddly
It appeared suddenly
Onto the roof top
In just on single hop

A grassy thing
But yes it could sing
Despite its appearance
In a colour of silence

Blue was it painted
By nature tainted
But it never faded
Into the background placid

May The Fourth Be With You! (Happy Star Wars Day!)

May The Fourth Be With You // Happy Star Wars Day!

In a galaxy, far, far away, somehow in the past, but still, in the future 😉

Some kind of Grass (1)

“The grass is always growing, no matter what” Gun Roswell

Some kind of Grass 

On the top of a tree

The stump of wood may be old
But a great nature’s pot of gold
It is for any kind of growth
To take its time and hold

Hollow, from a far it may look
But there is always a hook
And for grass it never took
Too much time to climb up the very nook

So what you may here see;

On the top of a very tall tree
As far and wide as the eye can see
The green grass is growing free

It is, About As Funny, As A Root Canal!

“Born With Teeth” Kate Mulgrew

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It is, About As Funny, As A Root Canal!

You know
That feeling
Lying
In the chair
Thinking
Life 
Is not fair

Staring
At the ceiling
Anticipating
Sweat
Covering
Your skin
Waiting for
The drilling
To begin
The sound
Resonating
In your skull

Totally bound
With feelings
Of dull
Contemplating
An escape
Looking
At the window
Wishing
For a cape
Like a superhero
Flying away

No time
The Dentist
Hovering
Covering
Your eyes
With sunglasses
Working
In a quick pace
Before I
Can plot my
Break

My mind
Wandering to
Molasses?
Am I
Loosing it?
Completely
Sugar
Would be
The last thing
I needed

Mouth
Agape
Drooling
Like an ape
Fooling
Not a chance
In a deep
Trance
Or a drug endused
State

After all
Is done
Wishing
I had
A gun
Somehow
Cooling down
Getting up
Staggering
Reeling
A sick
Feeling

A glance
In the mirror
Spittle
And blood
On my face
Must be
An error
Covering
My head
With a hood

Leaving quickly
No looking
Back
Oh what
A quack
Never mind
It’s all over
Until
Next time

When
You hear
It’s as funny
As A root canal
Time to fear
And run
As fast
As you
Can

May Day! May Day!

“Today, in the May Day,
find a worker and shake his hand with gratitude!
Without workers, no civilization could be built!”
― Mehmet Murat Ildan

May Day! May Day!

“May Day! May Day!”
The clock blared
As the alarm went off
I woke up with a scoff
“What the F…!”
As this, was supposed to be my day off!

Clearing my throat, with a cough
I quickly got up, in a huff and a puff
Waking, this early in the morning, was tough

I looked at the clock on the wall
Figuring some way, to stall
But the only option, was my ass outside to haul

First view from the window
Did my foggy mind blow
As I rubbed my eyes, little did I know
The only thing I would see, was more snow

What the hell was going on?
I thought May was summer’s dawn
But this plan has one big flaw
The winter has raised its ugly claw

It must have been because of the weather
My alarm clock had made this error
Waking me up early, knowing
I only, could this task endeavour

So now, it was up to me
The land and air rid of the freeze
To bring forth the sunshine and warm breeze
Just had to figure out, how this task to seize!

If I only had powers of magic
I would just pull out some gimmick
But unfortunately, my witchery has a limit

So, for now, I just taped on an image
Onto the window with a view quite idyllic
A summery green meadow,
The warmer weathers to mimic

Flowery three

“The gifts of summer, flowers all over hover” Gun Roswell

Flowery

Bells

Bells of garden keep on ringing
The prophesy of summer fulfilling
The lilac coloured creatures
Will be the best of the features
Of the small patch of colour complete
In the midst of a city concrete
Onlookers passing by
Soon they too will smile
Singing along to the sound
Of the bells ringing near the ground
What a pretty place to see
In a other wise grey sea

Legendary, Happy Birthday Kate Mulgrew!

I think people think I’m accessible. I’m never treated as a star, either by fans or other actors, and I like it like that. I don’t get the star treatment. I think that means I’m a good actor. They acknowledge me as a human being, and to me, that’s invaluable.”
— Kate Mulgrew

Legendary

 A true legend
One could say iconic
Certainly much loved
Absolutely ageless

Puts the extra into ordinary
Special in so many ways
Remarkably skillful
Fantastic and most fabulous

Captivating every audience
Enchanting at the best of times
Fascinating by nature
Unforgettable, definitely that and so much more

 Happy birthday, Kate Mulgrew!

Happy Birthday to Mary McDonnell

“It’s really important for actors to feel that they’re more than something for hire” Mary McDonnell

Wuff wuff!

Astounding
Extremely enjoyable
Highly magnificent
Superior and fashionable
Impressive
Interesting,
Pragmatic, visionary
Sexy, yet elegant
Remarkable
Perfect with lingo
Captivating in every environment
Absolute favourite
Outstanding
Ultimately
Undoubtedly
Undeniably
Quite the wuff
For any species of a dog
To bark at

Flowery two

“The gifts of summer, flowers all over hover” Gun Roswell

Flowery

Purple

Spread wide open to the sun’s rays
The purple belle sure has it ways
To lure in all the power it needs
And when night falls, it feeds

Pretties of all the flowers in the garden
It’s petals soft but inside quite hardened
You may look at it but do not touch
The belle does not care for others much

Each years she comes out at summer
Several weeks it lasts in full flower
But then the belle also must hide
For another winters smite to survive

Flowery one

“The gifts of summer, flowers all over hover” Gun Roswell

Flowery

Pink

A pink peony in the rose garden
Tried to impose, sneak in, hide it’s true nature
But the others were much smarter
Imposing the impostor, right from the get go

They shunned, pricked, ridiculed, turn their backs
For trying everything and anything there really was no lack
The roses were adamant to chase the peony away
Never in a million years, would it be able to stay!

But a million years and more passed
And still the pink peony has lasted
Growing tall and strong and pink
In the garden, full of roses, in sync!