“In the past, life was black and white or at least some kind of greyish colouring scheme?” Gun Roswell
The Forest
Winter continues with all its muster
Snow pouring down, faster and faster
The forest with its trees covered in light
Powdery crystals in the colour of white
A passageway in front quite clear
Do not hesitate or fear
Take a step into the wonder and delight
And soon you have something about to write
“In the past, life was black and white, right? Just check out the movies!” Gun Roswell
The Tree
Snow covering, all of the land
Just like designed and planned
The Winter’s hand
Lays heavily on each strand
Not one inch de-clutched
Not one place untouched
Nature has made its mark
With a white noiseless bark
“It’s all in the perspective of things” Gun Roswell
Flying Up
Catching the winds of spring
Soaring high up, my song to sing
I am a pretty bird in flight
And I may not always choose right
But I am sure this direction
Is the one I need for completion
Of my getting up so high
Even so far as the crows fly
Despite being a miniature beaked thing
There is no rule saying I cannot sing
And thusly, I am up here
In the open wide stratosphere
Higher than any other bird ever
In your face, for being clever!
“I see a bunch of greys” Gun Roswell
Monochromania in the sunshine land
Looking at the world through monochromatic eyes
Eyes wide without any shade or disguise
Disguise, which is so easy to cover
Cover up all the faults
Faults only visible in true colours
Colours so easily distorted Distorted like the inevitable truth
Truth which cannot be hidden Hidden in the shades and shadows
Shadows only seen in the darkness
Darkness hiding in the black Black and white turning to grey
Grey, which is the true colour Colour without any kind of colour
Colour only described as monochrome
Monochrome in so many shades
Shades you learn to love Love rather than hate Hate really is such an ugly colour
Colour so much more than any other
Other could be like monochrome Monochrome mania Mania to celebrate it all
“Sailing in the past, towards the future perhaps?” Gun Roswell
Ship Ahoy! (From the past?)
Sailing in the past on the open seas forever seemingly to last
This method might not be the fastest of the safest method forward to move
Alas getting to the future so unsure?
Well, not in the hurry to do that just yet and so no jets but a slow boat
The sails flapping in the wind and when the mood swings
The sails will be lowered and the pace slower
This is the way to move, across the high seas
Never fast, wanting this special moment forever to last
They future out there somewhere, totally can wait
For this solemn sailor
“The greys really come out on a dull grey day!” Gun Roswell
Verbania Vistas
Experiencing the surroundings
In the colours of black and white
You may find it quite astounding
How well it works in this light!
“The history of us, beckons this simple onlooker from the present” Gun Roswell
Delphi, Greece in Monochrome
Enjoying the plethora of views
In the past reserved for those chosen few
As I am looking at the endless skies
Closing my eyes
The imagination of mine, taking flight
And then, stepping back in time
Finally landing in the beautiful Delphi
The time?
History, as per promised on the sign!
“The big city in a small package? Well, it’s still a rather large size place when you think about it…” Gun Roswell
London in Monochrome
Over the plethora rooftops
Into the hustle and bustle
Of the streets of London
In just a few skips and hops
A few moody old castles
And certainly a famous dungeon
Wanna see it all?
Hop on hop on and off bus!
Do it without much fuss
Follow all of them colourful lines
And you’ll be just fine
With eyes wide open in the light of the day
Seeing more than perhaps hoping, now worries or dismay!
In the dimmed light of the evening
You are certainly dreaming
Of how much more
The next day has in store!
“The mighty ruins on top of the hill, the climb up a hassle, certainly no time to chill, but well worth the trouble” Gun Roswell
Athens, Acropolis in Monochrome
Basking in the hot summer’s sun
Smack middle of Athens, is the one they call, Acropolis
A place of fun, at least for some
Certainly a place of knowledge
And so, climbing up the mountain
Looking, searching for the fountain
Of wisdom and mostly, of history
Certainly shrouded in mystery
As I am now walking in the footsteps
Of all those famorus ancient Greeks
But, better watch for my steps
On the rather narrow and crooked path
Once reaching the top
The effort there but one hop
The view of awe and beauty in front of me
And now I know it really was my duty
To get here and learn it all
“There is just something about this ole town o’mine that I do like” Gun Roswell
Helsinki City Centre in Monochrome
Welcome to the city of Helsinki!
Oh! Did you land here quite unexpectedly?
In any case, please, have a look around
It’s really a more pleasant place than it sounds
Nice, clean, safe and almost, poetic
Our small town ever of the idyllic
We’re way up in the North
But well while the travel long (or short) worth
Of making the trip
Even with a tall ship
So do, stay a while, take a look around
You may be surprised of what you here have found
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