En route by train but it snows and so, stuck waiting for way too long!!!

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“Waiting for spring, dressed accordingly and then, the blizzard hits, snowing all the way, no jingles, no fanfares, just damp to the core while trying to work thread across the now snowy path. Oh weather, thou art a heartless bi..h!” Gun Roswell

En route by train but it snows and so, stuck waiting for way too long!!!


Public transit, oh what joy!
But, before you shout ahoy
Read this story of some kind of ploy?

Early morning in April
I was really in a hurry
The venue was set in the city
And feeling a little giddy
After all travelling by train
Was not something to do in vain
Especially in the middle of spring comes a surprise winter!
With temperatures below zero
And myself certainly no sprinter
And even less of a hero

Reaching the train station
After half jogging the way
Then I heard the notification
The train had been delayed
No indication as to arrival time
But they told us, all was fine
Just a minor snafu
The train would be there in a few

A few minutes went by
On the platform standing by
Then after a while
Waiting for the train to arrive
I was wishing I had taken the car
I would have been so very far

Oh what fun and joy!
Toes, fingers and nose freezing
The snow storm’s intensity increasing
Now I know, this was a winter’s ploy!
To get spring cancelled all along!

Winter Morning with another Cup of Coffee

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“There is always time for coffee, morning, noon, day or night time, it’s all just fine, if you really enjoy the dark liquid kind and to have a cup of it, when you see fit” Gun Roswell

Winter Morning with another Cup of Coffee

There is always room for coffee, in the stomach, someone said, even if it was some other time a clock, usually not associated with the fine sustenance of a dark liquid, but if one was prepared, for the full effect of the stuff, then drinking a cup or two, would suit, no matter the hour, as long as the face did not go sour, simply because the lack of coffee, was ever present, so, better satisfy the urge and have that drink of it, the coffee, in a cup, or a mug or even jug it directly from the pot!

Because believe it or not, those rules and regulations for sleeping and consumables, was most likely created by someone who hated the stuff, both coffee and well, food and perhaps even people, as all of us, are mostly individuals and so, enjoying the good stuff, coffee, does not have to be at any given hour, even midnight will do simply fine.

Oh Gravity, thou art a heartless little bitch aren’t thee?!

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Oh Gravity, thou art a heartless little bitch aren’t thee?!

“I thought the whole point of growing older was to grow wiser, not wider! The first thing ain’t happening but the second one sure is! Goodness knows we are so lacking wisdom in this world, so what gives???” Gun Roswell

Oh Gravity!

I trusted you, ya know
I thought we were the best of friends
Forever I mean, heaven sent and all that jazz of a kink
But ya sure fooled me, didn’t ya!
Cause this ain’t no ship, friend or otherwise!
And I’ll bet my shiny fat derrière you’re sitting out there somewhere
Laughing your respective one off just ’cause I’m getting all the wider!

Didn’t I do all the things ya requested?
Ya know, when I was so much younger and…. Well?
Fasted, toned, honed, ran, whatever fad there was I did do to keep things… fit?
Having them perky edges, standing rather than never around to sit?Starving more likely!
No liquor, no snacks, no sweets, certainly less food… no nuttin’!
Not one single good thing consumed, just illin’!

And so, finally, here is were I stopped
The age slowly seeping in and I ain’t singing!

So yeah, wider!

Gravity, you’re now pullin’ me every which way
Cannot seem to keep my body in one single shape?

Most days waking up with a loud huff and puff
Feeling like a broken down collectable doll or some such
Fitting each part to their constraints
The shatnerish contraptions holding me together in on place
Pulling, pushing, squeezing, nudging, whatever trick to simply fit!
Finally managing to a somewhat of a human form
Guess not really the regular or the norm

But what the hey!
If I can still stand up straight, do the walk
Then yeah, I beat you!
At least for this day!

Bite me!

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“It’s only food but so delish” Gun Roswell

Bite me!

I am oh so delicious
You may call me precious
I am juicy an think
Please, you’re teeth into me sink

I may be only food
But I will make you feel so good
From your mouth and into your tummy
The only thing you can think is ‘yummy’

So bite me do
Please, a little chew
I m the best you’ll ever see
So on your marks, go, and eat

Apples like poetry

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“An apple a day, well something something” Gun Roswell

Apples like poetry

Apples are not oranges
Apples do not like porridge
Apples are round and red
Apples are sometimes read

Apples like poetry
Apples doe you well
Apples keep your teeth clean
Apples are great

Apples may be sour
Apples may be green
Apples can be flowers
Apples can be sweet

Apples keep you healthy
Apples provide vitamins 
Apples look good
Apples taste great

Apples are good
Apples are fruit
Apples, yes you should
Apples are poetry

Aches and Pains

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“There is such thing as bad pain… and then, there is the constant nagging drilling ache which just won’t quit… will you get used to? Probably. Is it good to yield? You decide.” Gun Roswell

Aches and Pains

More, than a constant
Those feelings are present
Tiny nagging parts
Move, and someplace will smart
Aches, pains and cracks
No matter which way you take a turn
You can bet, somewhere, there’s a burn
Nagging, whining, complaining
No way of go letting
It is for forever now
Just wish there was a how
To rid of this, constant

Vortex (Haiku)

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“Deep diving into black coffee” Gun Roswell

Vortex (Haiku)

Jump into the dark liquid

Let the vortex carry you far away 

Later, drink it for happiness

Visitor pass

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“Just visiting, passing through, no issues!” Gun Roswell

Visitor pass

Taking the chance

For an old place to visit

A visitors pass

Was actually needed

Checking out the sites

As the sun was shining bright

All the familiar faces

And some new ones

A chat and a cup of coffee

Someone even offered toffee

A bite of cake along side

Everyone in big smiles

It lasted only a while

But sometimes it’s good

To go back if you could

Nothing lasts forever

Except great memories

In our eternal dreams

Time flies 

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“Time flies no matter what” Gun Roswell 

Time flies 

Daylight savings what a joke to drop
No matter which way you turn the clock 

Running out of time will never stop 

Time keeps on flying no matter what
Whether you’re having fun or just stopped 
Crying a bucket it’s all in the same rut 

Just so yourself a favour and stop worrying about the flavour
Take a moment in time, maybe even try to smile 
As time is relative, only in some one else’s mind 

The lizard who died 

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“Sad little thing it was” Gun Roswell 

The lizard who died 

The lizard splashed into water
Guess it forgot it was no sea otter
Drowned into the crystal clear blue 
It gave a new meaning to ‘just do’ 

The kind man came and lifted the body
Of this creature who appeared so oddly 
Out of no where it came from
And into another place without torment 

Bon voyage and happy trails
To the lizard with a tall tail!