“Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home” Matsuo Basho
Porvoo
The colours
Of the old town
Will turn
An upside frown
Into a huge smile
When staying a while
In the historic city
Of Porvoo
Colourful old buildings
Even graffiti for the chilling
Some of them may be tilting
Life nothing if not thrilling
“Ride your bike, even in winter” Gun Roswell
Bike ride in winter
Down the slippery slop i go
Never ever wanting to go slow
They say follow the flow
But its a bit difficult in the snow
Riding on the icy roads ahead
Never knowing where the trails lead
But never trailing off from adventure
Even with a few benders and dentures
Summer winter spring or fall
My bike and i will never stall
Peddling away never stopping
Always on the road forward hoping
“It’s still snowing!”Gun Roswell
Snow will fall in winter
Another day in the winter time
As I looked from my window outside
The snow came a pouring again
Like it had done every single day
Maybe i had been delusional before
When thinking it would be sunny and bikini weather all year long
But shoveling snow
Until I was totally bored
Was not on my life’s agenda
When this world I decided to enter
It may look all gorgeous from behind the glass
Snapping images with panacea
But winter wonderland grows old really fast
And today i wish it to only on pictures to last
“That’s my spot!” Sheldon Cooper
That’s My Spot!
I love to travel
I like to work
I am a social kind of extrovert
Life will take me to many places
Different people different spaces
But in the end what matters the most
Is always returning to my favourite post
My Spot
Right, where I left it
“Dogs are my favorite people” Richard Dean Anderson
Cats ans Dogs
Cats and Dogs
Put them in a box
What secrets untold
Before you unfold
When the box is opened
Only keep hoping
There is no other agenda
Are they friends or enemies
Or just plain frenemies
That is the age old dilemma
Of Cats and Dogs
“There is always time for coffee!” Gun Roswell
Coffee Time
A cup in the morning
Before you start yawning
A cup in the middle of the day
Will keep you from dismay
A cup in the evening
Well, it may let you sleep in
(The next day if you stay up all night)
Enjoy it in company
Enjoy it alone
Enjoy it with a sandwich
Enjoy it some more
A cup of coffee
Maybe with a butterscotch toffee
You can never go totally wrong
Especially, when the coffee is strong
Drink your coffee and be merry
Drink the coffee until the cup is empty
Drink when they pour another cup
Drink, yes, it’s coffee, never stop!
“Riding a bike, in snow, in the middle of winter?” Gun Roswell
Snow Ride on a Bike
Early morning
The nature scorning
Snow and hail pouring
What to do
Cannot loose
The time, need to choose
Digging deep into the pile of snow
With a shower and a brush in tow
Trying to find my salvation, going slow
Finally, reaching it
This is where it hid
Under layers of white powder, shit
Finally brushed and dusted
The ride from last year a little rusted
But still working, well maybe, a little busted
The pedals and saddle
Not up to par, I ride gently
At first, then speed, well tentatively
Up the snowy hill I push
Against the wind’s gush
I know I need to rush
Down the hill seems easy
But I am feeling queasy
After all the effort, I need some cool breezes
The goal so close I can taste it
I am pushing my poor bike to hit
That personal mark, I can win this
Oh, it wasn’t a competition per say
Just a raise against the elements and time on the way
But now I am here and willing to stay
Got my survival kit
My face is lit
And I have won, winter: eat it!
“Take a long ride on a short train” Gun Roswell
On the Metro
Eastward or westward bound
In an orange coloured train to be found
Riding neatly in a fashionable order
From the beginning to the farthest border
Hop on to one of the trains
They’re usually never too late
But it might feel a little bit of strain
To most of the time underground remain
Never mind the dark and dreary
Look out the window and you’ll be leering
The orange flashes reflecting from each surface
Paints many images on the fleeting canvas
Many a people climb on board
Everyone busily moving forward
Sometimes there is a crowd
And then it gets really really loud
When you reach your destination
Please embark the underground station
Look around the surrounding sights
Like a great tourist, you may like
When it’s time for the return trip
There is no need to bite your lip
If you feel like taking another tour
Remember, the metros run thirty times or more!
“Take a ride on a bike, a moped or in a taxi!” Gun Roswell
Choose your ride
Choose a city bike on a days fare
Stroll around the monuments with flare
All around your eyes will glare
Once you get the taste of the city
Soon you’ll start feeling real giddy
And time is gone in a jiffy
But wanting to see it all
Even if you have to stay until fall
Now you’re wishing time would stall
If on a moped or motorbike you’ll dare
Don’t worry, there is no scare
Just follow the safety rules with care
And into the traffic you’ll ride with flare
Oh don’t you worry if people may stare
They’re just jealous of your fancy fare
Ride the streets wide, narrow or bare
You’ll have a blast, going so fast, that you’ll even have time to spare
If you’re feeling lazy
After a trip here so hazy
Then hop on a taxi cab
Moving slow or fast
Depending on your destination
There is no need for an explanation
Enjoy the sights from a comfy seat
There is even a cooler when too much heat
Soon, the city tour taken
Without even one leg shaken!
“Tiny little thing isn’t it!” Gun Roswell
Little Engine that could
Up the hill, real real slow
Down the hill, like the hard wind blows
The little engine flows
In the midst of winter
Like a tough young sprinter
No snow will it hinder
Achieving its daily goal
Wrapping the sleet around the pole
Even patching up a few holes
The little engine really can
Soon everyone is a fan
And winter, well no one gives a damn
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