Daily Snaps
“Be careful out there, it’s a slippery slope, the edge that is, so don’t fall off!” Gun Roswell
When standing on the edge
I made this solemn pledge
To dive in
Even if,
There would be ice thin
Luckily,
This September weather
Is a reminiscent of a soft feather
More so,
Than a rainy autumn
Boy,
Must the Forecast Gods feel dumb!
“Be prepared, the cold weather is here! Soon, it will be summer no more, as winter, always wins, as it is, strong.” Gun Roswell
Nature in pending status
Almost like being on hiatus
Leaves of multicolour
Covered with sugary frost
The misty air softly hovers
Over last night’s rain drops
Now frozen in their spots
A glimmer of sunlight
The only a reflection in sight
Soon enough the colour fades
The frost of rain only remains
And the Autumn turns
To Winter
“Trees and leaves, the change of weather, the change of time, fall, august, has arrived” Gun Roswell
Mother Nature’s work of art
Colourful, simple and smart
Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall
Following the ancient protocol
“The colours are chaining now, it’s most certainly the time for autumn!” Gun Roswell
Roaming around the Hood
Because the weather was really good
Clouds floating in the blue sky
Wishing if only I could fly
The sun warm on my skin
Melting the coldest of Finns
Colours burning bright
Ideas taking flight
Snap, click, snap, click
Hoping to score some great pics
So here they are
I didn’t walk too far
But still got a great bunch
In a time it takes to have lunch
“The air is crisp, the nature going aslumber, it’s fall, autumn time for us all.” Gun Roswell
The last warm days
Before the cold rains
It is time to prepare
But do not despair
Summer may be ending
The nature surely changing
Soon it will be autumn
But the colours
Will be awesome
“Something so special while waking up early, a sunrise spotted surely!” Gun Roswell
Sunrise, higher than high
In the early September sky
Over the morning clouds
The sun has spread its shroud
Blues and reds playing in a mix
Eyes staring completely transfixed
The cool crisp air caressing
Almost feels like singing
“Life on the rocks, it certainly is!” Gun Roswell
Hard and cold they be, when autumn us sees
Onto the land falls, life slowing down to a halt
A frown on the faces forming, when it starts storming
Grey skies the constant companion with me now
It’s life on the slippery, watery rocks after all
Hence the name, or the expression, fall?
“History, in motion on full display” Gun Roswell
Tall, big and dandy
Like a castle, made of sand
Home of many a kings and queens
While visiting, maybe some of them to be seen?
I spy, with my eye, a fortress
Defying history, by being ageless
Statuesque, with stony walls
Standing in place, never to fall
Plenty of people will stand there and ogle
Some of them looking through their goggles
A sight for the tourists and centuries
But maybe not there, for all to please
“Did I mention, that I really love coffee?” Gun Roswell
Today, is time for, Coffee
There’s no form of life without, Coffee
A world revolves around, Coffee
That’s it, Coffee
Life=Coffee
Nuff said, I’m outta here!
And getting some more, Coffee
“Fire and fury, that is the colour, right?” Gun Roswell
Red, like a glorious sunset
Red, like the face after a long fight
Red, fierce, fabulous, jaw-dropping
Red, just like my very own life?
Rantings Of A Third Kind 