The evening falls
The sun is setting
Soon it is time to crawl
Into the bedding
But before that
Taking a few snaps
Of the setting sun
Oh, October!
Category Archives: Daily Photo
Daily Snaps
In order of appearance
In the early morning hours
From my mighty tower (yeah right!)
I looked outside from my window
I was lucky to stay indoors
Because, it was very dark despite
The glorious blanket of white
That had fallen down the day before
What a total score!
Someone else would say
It was actually a sarcastic “yay”
Which from my mouth out dropped
Before I had to stop
The sarcasm getting too darn…
Still, debating, whether outside to pop
Or stay inside by the warm
With my trusted coffee cup
Staring for a moment
Not wanting to get frozen
I still couldn’t tore away
Transfixed,
Almost jinxed
Standing there
Looking at the open lane
Nothing stirred,
Well maybe something
I noticed one thing
A neighbour outside then came
Starting a task
Possibly with a help from “the flask”
Scraping the car
Trying to rid off
All the ice and snow
Not getting too far
Because the sky was pouring
More of the white stuff
Still standing in my spot
Looking at the clock
Ticking away
Not wanting to get to the boring
Part of my day
You all know what I mean
But, no good comes from just a lean
Tearing away, to my trusted laptop
With almost a scoot and a hop
Started reading, typing,
Huffing and puffing (but of course)
Soon I was in a swing
Troubles and solutions
Solved with a swing
Before I realized
The night was upon us
Time to shut down
Let the evening gown
Dress me down
And a little later
That darn traitor
Sleep, get me
And to other worlds flee
For tomorrow
Back in to the flow
Of another working day
I needed to play
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Island living is the best
An island in the sea
A little red cottage by the tree
A carefree living
Is so much giving
A boat docked at the pier
The ocean and sky clear
“Gone a fishing” sign posted
For dinner, the catch roasted
When the night falls
Time to recall
The day’s adventures
The simple pleasures
Of this island life
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September Rain
“When it rains, it colours” Gun Roswell
Rain, rain, rain
Falling down the plain
The little droplets
On the surface
Colours of autumn
Fully in blossom
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Blemish and wrinkle free
“It’s that time of the week, the time for a throwback, waaaay back!” Gun Roswell
Ah! I just love those photogenic filters!
What marvelous are them inventions!
The end result, always so slim and fit
Never, ever wrinkly, and certainly not, looking like shit!
Maybe even add a touch of monochrome
And, voila, you really got a great tone!
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Blue in Monochrome
Monochromatic
It’s really electric
Even with only a few colours
You can smell the odours
Of the world of greys
Where all the light
And even shadows stay
Monochromatic
Is the world often seen
But even the plain shades
From white to all the greys
The nuances are there
You just need to stare
And up they pop, in your face
Monochromatic
I am getting quite ecstatic
The dance of light
And the bass of shadow
Never me fail
Just letting it all go
The bright colours
Do not bother me anymore
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Surviving Tuesday
Oh Tuesday not you too!, You have become cruel too and always come into my life after Monday strife, what can i do to keep you at bay?“ Gun Roswell
The Tuesday morning had once again arrived
I know it because I can totally smell its pride
Raising the ugly head I now know far to well
And then, there is that, totally fowl smell
You to tempt me to kick your non too rounded arse
As this day, always turns into some odd kind of farce
But if I did not already have this headache
From merely thinking about you to arrive and me break
You always make me numb, avoid of all the fun
Lashing out to me, with something or another
As if this beginning of the week would not already be a struggle
The weekend gone and Friday nowhere in sight, bummer!
But, there is one thing, that could help me pull through
That one single and totally lovely and tasting full brew
The darkest of liquids and the greatest of sustenance
Ever devised by mankind, which has no pretence
It’s simply, well, just great
So go ahead, take a break
For this cup of stuff is no fake
Go, enjoy, your coffee, now!
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Sunday in Paris
“A small cafe in Paris just around the corner hidden away from prying eyes“ Gun Roswell
Sunday and a cup of coffee, a perfect combination for the brief time allotted
Sneaking away, stealing time from it all just for a few precious moments
As this was supposed to be the one day, which is the day of some time off
Alas, something came up, as it usually does and the chances growing slim
But luckily there is a perfect kind of spot, hidden around the corner just off
The busy streets where the cats sleep, at least on a sunny day on Sunday
Alas not today, as everyone seems to be gone completely somewhere else
As soon as the small cafe coming to view I can see that not even a few or one
Patrons are present so I guess it is only for me myself and I so seating down
My frown turning upside down, yes it is a smile which away has been a while
But not today as now I can here alone with my thoughts for a moment stay
In this pleasurable place on this fine Sunday afternoon on a seat in a cafe
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The Streets of Paris
“When in Paris, the good times are to be cherished ” Gun Roswell
Take a ride around the town
Many a choices for a vehicle can be found
A bike ride safe and most simple
But with a hot car, your face may get more dimples
Down under, there are many a wonder
When riding the public transit, in a metro most fancy
Or maybe you prefer a blast from the past
In a pink car oh so very fast
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Tree House
“Sometimes, one wants a home to be as cozy as that, and preferably situated on the highest top of them all” Gun Roswell
Red, yellow, any other colour, or maybe even painted black
The choices for living, really do not lack
Going around and around, never once looking back
As one, after the other, is so much better, than the last
But, for only one week at the time
Spending, my vacation, nearly, on a dime
Even the weather, is ever so fine
