I am not a doll’s head 

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“I am not a crook’s head” Futurama 

I am not a doll’s head 

I may be plastic
Even quite, elastic
And that itself is absolutely fantastic
My head can spin at three hundred and sixty
And my face too is quite nifty
My age can be one or even fifty
You can play with me
Braid my hair ever so neatly
Even paint my face discreetly 

But there is one thing you must understand
As here, without any feet I still take my stand
Even would wave them in the air if i had any hands 

But none of that I now can 

Still, one last thought to share:
I, am not, a fucking doll’s head! 

Arachnid

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“Creepy crawlers about” Gun Roswell

Arachnid 

Laying about, in the scorching sun
Just to piss you off and for my personal fun 

My four legs spread, across the sun bed
I am here to stay, much to your dismay 

A real ugly creepy crawly you might think
But before into despair you totally sink 

Let me tell you one simple thing
I have as much right to do my own creepy thing
As you have tanning your fat shiny skin
So let’s both just simply agree 

That neither of us will pay any dues or fees as we stay here for free
Then letting each other to be just here 

For I am sure there is enough room for both of us on this cool blue sphere
No harm no fowl no disagreements 

And when the time is up and sun has set
Let’s ignore each other and go our separate ways instead 

All in one shot 

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“It’s a quick tour today” Gun Roswell

All in one shot 

When travelling on a tightly scheduled course
And time is a valuable and limited resource 

Then spotting something so good as a prelude
Making you think that you’ll be able make it after all on this latitude 

As always on a trip like this
I am running around like a crazy git
Looking for all and everything Trying to catch at least one special thing 

But as it always turns out to be 

There is so much more to see Than any given time frame will allow
Whether the cool car or neighbours cow 

What kind luck would it take If i could it all on just on single shot make
But then what would i do with all the space
On the memory card I especially bought to capture all from this place?! 

Airport hustle 

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“Doing the airport hustle”Gun Roswell

Airport hustle 

A very long and exhausting trip ahead
Wishing you had stayed home instead
Sitting at the airport cafeteria sipping coffee
Wishing this time for something stronger in front of me

But alas nothing of that nature is served in this establishment Trying hard to figure out away from this torment 

Then a small group of people pass me by In what looks like a conga line
First reaction is to think they are really high But as the ask to join with a big smile 

Who am i some fun to deny? 

So, here I am doing the airport hustle And forgotten is all the other hassle! 

Waters Edge 

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“Water is refreshing, either drink or shower in it!” Gun Roswell

Waters Edge 


You can clearly hear the roar

From the simple water fall

Wherefrom the fresh water pours

Dip in your toe

Feel the tickling foam

Thinking, to the beach roam 

The idea of cooling water

All over your heated body

Quickly, on the street storming 


The ocean beckons

When the dawn reckons

Finding your place, in mere seconds

Sandy shores, for the eyes sore 

The waters, hitting the rocks, soar

All you need is a boat with oars

Spend a day or a short while

The scenery is sure to make you smile

And only thing wasted is time


Waves washing to the shore 

Like in some ancient lore

Watching, feeling, this feeling

Nothing to be bought from a store

Woody (Haiku)

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“A bike of wood?”But, can you peddle it?” Gun Roswell

Woody (Haiku)

City bike street side stands

Made for rental and out of wood

Ride it fast and slow 

Yellow Bikes

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The yellow bikes are beckoning for a ride” Gun Roswell 

Yellow Bikes

The city’s yellow painted two wheeled drives

Came out with the spring and with a great smile

The brightness competing with only the sun

As the bright yellow bikes stand there waiting for some fun

The passers by soon will get some ideas

Hoping on them and riding away with smiles

And as the day progresses on in time

The bike park will soon be empty on the dime

All the yellow bikes now filling both parks and the streets 

As all them riders are following that ride worthy beat

Loud ruckus like laughter filling the waves of air

As nothing and no one can deny this bike ride  filled cheer

The silent stones which can tell it al

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“It might be written in stone, but as long as you can read it, then totally do!“ Gun Roswell

The silent stones which can tell it all

There is hidden wisdom, right there in plain sight, written on the hardest of stones

By those who lived their very lives and have eves since gone beyond the rim forth

Wherever you look, the piles of discarded stones from that past, the words were carved 

Perhaps by poor artists starved after having their say, right there, out there, on display

But if you choose to read said writing, and take it to your heart, well, it is really up to you

The choice to follow the perhaps wise words, from those gone before, maybe you should

Because history always keeps on repeating itself, and learning from the past mistakes

Well, you might be better off with the knowledge what did go wrong so long ago

And then apply to your current day life and if you are lucky enough, maybe, you won’t

Be the one to stumble up front, rather the one surviving the bad times and beyond

Just saying there are wise words out there written in stone, so read them, you cannot go wrong!

Coffee, please and always double

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“There is always time for coffee, and then some more coffee after that” Gun Roswell 

Coffee, please and always double

The cup of in single, is never enough, especially when it is time to mingle, among the other coffee lovers, then definitely the cup size needs to be double, if not even triple!

As there really is no such thing as too much coffee, and it won’t last long, when moving along the crowd yapping on about, well, what else could it be about, than coffee!

What else is there? Life as we know it would certainly suck without his fine organic suspension every devised. As it does give you a smile or at least a big fat grin, as coffee might just be a sin!

The seating with the blues

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“The weather is quite blue, the skies, the ocean all in the same hue, so why not a seat too!” Gun Roswell 

The seating with the blues

The day started under signs of calming and wonder, as the skies indicated nothing but blue hues all the way, reflecting the mood, if not so down, then at least no up or downward frowns, only thoughts of could be’s and what if’s in the mind, as good days or positive thoughts seemed to have been hard to find, at least lately, despite the calm of the surrounding blue to be found most times, as the blues was the constant for most days.

So, on this day, taking a chance, without too much of a stance, as resistance usually was on the futile end, as said, most days, behaving more like a Borg drone than anything else was the mode of operandi. Still, today it all seemed somewhat different and up beat even on many levels, because today’s promise of sunny day, under the shade and in a remote seat, in the colour of blue, was the premise made to lure out there, outside of the house.

So, headed out, without, further doubt, heading set to the destination coordinates and with that in mind, setting aside all fear, content on getting to the blue hued seating area soon enough and then enjoying the day without further though of being out there, fear gone, disappeared to the soothing, of blue.