Yellow Sunrise

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“The sun is rising, again! Surprise! It does that every morning, even if it’s not always visible! Besides, the sun is just there, it’s the Earth that rotates! Duh!“ Gun Roswell

Yellow Sunrise

The sun rises from the east, even if it in the wrong place from where I stand, looking more like west, but then again, what do I know, says they with a great big frown, confused as ever, but not trying to clever, well, not really. But perhaps.

But, the slight tint of yellow there, not the red or orange, but rather the original(?) colour of the sun, at least when depicted on some cartoonish display, a drawing perhaps, something done way back when, in the very childhood, when cartoons still were fun?

Well, it does not really matter, as standing here on the beach, eyes wide, or at least I try, despite the really early hour, as watching the sunrise, just keeps pulling out that smile, hiding in there somewhere for most of the year, week, day and hour, because honestly, I am pretty sour a person most of the time.

Biker and their ride

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Biker and their ride

Down the long and slippery street
The loud engine setting the beat
No time to Facebook or even tweet
Not even, for any kinds of special treats
“Got some pals to meet
Am already late because of whatever fate!
Alas, my poor soaking feet!
Oh well, what can you do
Except maybe the weather gods sue?”

The weary traveller and their coffee

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“Sometimes coffee is good… oh who am I kidding, it’s always good!” Gun Roswell

The weary traveller and their coffee

When the nigh finally falls
And bedtime the weary traveller calls…

Wait, we’re on a holiday, right?
No one sleeps on a holiday, just out of spite?
Just drinks some more of that black coffee
With a side order of a mint of or a toffee
Awake you will a long, long while remain
Even if your poor little brain
Will go a little, well cuckoo
And that is putting it nicely!
Still, enjoy the holiday while it lasts!
This could very well be your very last!

Statuesque

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“Living dolls? Perhaps a copycat off the wall?” Gun Roswell

Statuesque

Two of them there, standing very tall
The one enters, alas, oh so very small
Statues? Perhaps they are all
Of different statures, even eras? For sure!

Slow Afternoon

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“Take a load off!” Gun Roswell

Slow Afternoon

Afternoon,
Feeling lazy
Real life, all hazy
Turquoise waters
With no otters
Laying about
Poolside,
No doubt!
No hurries
No worries
Just living
For today
Wishing
I could stay
More
Than a week!

Time for Ice Coffee

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“Coffee, the only constant in the universe” Gun Roswell

Time for Ice Coffee

Coffee, with ice, and then some!
Need I say more?
Just keep beating the drum:
Coffee, coffee, coffee
What else in life do you need?
Drink coffee and you shall succeed!
Really?
Yup!

Island life

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“Sometimes, one simply needs a break from it all.” Gun Roswell

Island life

A small Island, perhaps Greece?
A small piece
Of our very own history
Beyond the centuries
The oldest of towns
Considered the jewel of the crown
Alas the soft sunny beach
At your very reach
Ixia, Kamiros or Lindos
A small drive with the bus
Everything you’ll ever need
On the small island of eternal peace

Phone Home Maybe?

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“Our daily lives are so mundane, alas what can you do? Someone perhaps sue?” Gun Roswell

Phone Home Maybe?

A dialer device
From a different era
Had to suffice
Let me tell ya
An analog connection
No visual perception
No texting
Sure no sexting
Just a calling machine
The only mean
For ancient times
But oh how time flies
Now we all have
A mobile device

Que Sera, Sera

Workaday seats, oh please!

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“The seats for a working day, may not look like much, but hey, they will give you some respite, and make the day move along more quickly?” Gun Roswell

Workaday seats, oh please!

The rickety chairs, not looking to great, and to be honest, I would rather be somewhat late, of the office, if these were the ones offered for me, to sit on the whole day, not really the ergonomic ones, everyone has on display these days.

But, perhaps all is not lost, as the cost just might be, walking around the office, and not just in one place to sit, a good pace during the day to be held, and so, in the process, getting a work out without any kind of cost!

So, before starting to scowl, about the reasons, these chairs should the simply thrown, to a great big bonfire, rather than having people sit on them, well, maybe consider the alternative, which would be to get your mind, body and thighs, into a good shape, at least, that could be some kind of a goal?

White and the shadows 

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“The contrasts between light and shadow, black and white, darkness and bright are quite breathtaking” Gun Roswell 

White and the shadows 

The starkness of the non coloured smooth surfaces, the edges and points of the darkening shadows, causing spikes of interest in the corner of the onlookers eyes. The plain fields filled with nothing and also everything, even with the lack of colour, only the changing of light making the non permanent fixtures wherever they strike. And, for the careful observer, there is much more there than that to be found, as the patterns hidden slowly start to emerge from the top to the ground, and sometimes even surge up from all the levels never reachable until visible with the changing of day and night. 

The continuous struggle, the fight of coming to life, whether a shadow or a blip of light, continues on the walls of eternity, for those whom seek to see, as without the struggle there would be no light nor shadow, simply a whole plain of greys, but then again, maybe some of us could find the nuances and structures inside those planes as well. It is simply the matter of searching and then finding out what those are, as it really is, mostly art and that is a good start.