Iceberg

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“It sunk at least the Titanic!” Gun Roswell

Iceberg 

I drove my boat fast
Colliding, hard, with a block of ice
Sinking, fast, that is that!

River runs

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“In the depth of the river” Gun Roswell

River runs 

On the calm river glides
A boat, sailing home before the storm
Alas, no port to be found

Red and green

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“It’s getting all Christmasy in July” Gun Roswell

Red and green 

Painted in contrast, by nature
Buy the work today, do not hesitate
It will be gone tomorrow

Crack of heaven

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“Look up, something is happening” Gun Roswell

Crack of heaven (Haiku)

The heavens opened above us
A pale blue patch over the umbrellas
Trying to reach, without luck

A million years ago

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“Was I ever that young?” Gun Roswell

A million years ago

It feels like a million
But in truth, years much less than
Was I ever that young?

Cloud formations (Mundane Monday) one

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“Fluffy little things aren’t they” Gun Roswell

Cloud formations

Animals and flowers up there
Painted on to the blue nature’s canvas
Alas never for long last

Cloud formations (Mundane Monday) two

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“Fluffy little things aren’t they” Gun Roswell

Cloud formations

Looking, like a large bird
Maybe it is an alien mother ship
Or just one super-human flying

Cloud formations (Mundane Monday) three

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“Fluffy little things aren’t they” Gun Roswell

Cloud formations

Something bright through layers peaking
Is this the odd object you’re seeking?
Then hurry up, it’s gone!

Dreams reflected (Mundane Monday)

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“From a balcony window, reflections from the past” Gun Roswell

Dreams reflected

Looking, like a time warp
Appearing onto the windows, of every house
My dreams bounced all over

Descending (Mundane Monday)

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“A ray of light on a cloudy day” Gun Roswell

Descending

Descending from the heavens above
A ray of hope and light, maybe?
But then, the storm breaks