“Green and yellow, in the meadow, those signs of summer for all to see.” Gun Roswell

The floral scene
Filled with green
Like summer beans
Filling this screen
“Something so mysterious about those ripples forming there, like mini wormholes they be.” Gun Roswell


Soon, September comes with sniffles
Thought of that gives me wrinkles
Looking at the water’s surface filled with ripples
As it smiles with all its dimples
Life in August, smooth and simple
And today, is Friday, so just whistle
“There are plenty of summer cottages out there, just need to look for them, maybe stay there for free?” Gun Roswell
The rather flimsily built house,
Perhaps not even fit for a field mouse,
But it’s well ventilated just the same,
Even if it does not hold that much thunder and rain,
Alas, during a day of most perfect sunshine;
It’s the best place to inside hide,
Just remember to wear lots of sunblock!
“Something about the island far far away, out there on the ocean… something mysterious?” Gun Roswell




A stroll around down town
A Lidl and a few shoeshops found
Time for a scenic break
Before to the road we take
Down to the busy harbour
Checking both port and starboard
Both filled with tourists a flocking
Guess it wasn’t shocking
After all, a pleasent place
A seashore the perfect interface
“Something about the island… something volcanic?” Gun Roswell





The skies the colour of blue
Clouds fluffy, but far and few
Sun shining ever so brightly
The pool beckoning and inviting
The dwellings painted in white
This definitely is our “campsite”
Home away from home for a week
What else could one want or seek
“A day at the beach, ride a bike or just simply be!” Gun Roswell





Palma Nova
The sweetest Rosa
Of the island Mallorca
Welcomes
The weary traveler
A world’s passenger
Come
And take a load off
Forget all that scoff
Enjoy the sunny beach
Watch the waves breach
Colourful and vibrant
Like a water hydrant
The little village by the sea
No better place to be
“She sits there, whispering all kinds of secrets, so you’d better listen very carefully what the Oracle has to say!” Gun Roswell






History written in stone
Time to get my mind blown
Hiking up the many stairs
Counting my steps in pairs
The many ancient ruins
On top of the mountain
The reward of the effort
Which made me sweat a lot