“I think you can find all the elements that you can find in great literature in mundane experiences” Harvey Pekar
Grey
Is it a smoke?
Is it a gun?
Is it a pipe?
It does not poke
It’s not even fun
It’s just a hype
It’s a piece of art
“Hell no! Even more snow? This is getting old really fast!” Gun Roswell
Snow Day
Expected:
A snowstorm front
Heavy snowfall
All through the day
Ten degrees Celsius
Of the minus variation
Appears colder
On your skin
Stay indoors
If you can
“The water always flows, downwards” Gun Roswell
Falling water in Monochrome
The is just something about water, making it flow, whatever magic behind it, sometimes moving fast, sometimes slow, alas it is the miracle of life as well, as the drink coveted after a spell, of drought for sure, but also, when running fast and feeling thirsty, what is the one drink which can quell that?
Water
And so, keeping on worshiping the stuff, something of clarity and that is enough, neither magic nor a miracle, simply existing in this very life cycle, as like most of us, it is the one thing built in. The water running deep within.
“The sweet elixir of life, whatever it means to each and every person, is different, but Coffee for sure, takes the lead in my book, without any strife!” Gun Roswell
Coffee, Life, What’s the Difference?
Becoming more adult, the tastes from when a child, start to develop to a more, subtle direction, at least, that is the general consensus of things, and not all do agree, as growing up and becoming an adult are two different things, and so, how we muddle through the so called life, well, that too, varies majorly so.
Getting old, means you might want to vary your diet and perhaps start liking certain things you did not before, just like life, right?
Getting even older means, you will stat to love the bitter taste of coffee without any qualms, black no sugar, no cream and definitely no milk, no questions asked, except for the one always hanging in the air when the liquid from the cup starts to disappear — one more, please!
It is totally reminiscent of life in this writers mind, as the more stale it gets as it sticks to the bottom of the pot, having been left for far too long, on the very warming plate, and so the more bitter the stuff tastes… and then what happens?
Well, the more you go back to get, well, even more of the same old shit!
And you totally see it now don’t you, the premise of this very tale, right?
As Coffee, Life, there really is no difference!
“Choosing which silvery ride to take out for a spin for the day, at least, in the daydreams as these are all expensive and reserved!“ Gun Roswell
Motorised Bikes
A sunny day, the open streets, and that feeling of which some people of speak?
You know the one, that scene, when riding down a long stretch with the wind in your hair and insects in your teeth?
Well, guess a helmet and a shield would be the proper attire what you seek!
Still, well prepped is half the fun, right?
And so getting on that bike, whether a moped or a totally fancy ride ending up having some fun while riding towards the setting sun.
“The rays of the setting sun hitting just the right spots, sending the rounded metal burning“ Gun Roswell
Sunset Tower
Red like a fire engines head, the burning fire of the setting sun reflected on the metallic surface
The man made object, the towering height coming to life only at this hour by the very light
Of the one object hanging high up in the skies during the days, but as the night falls it too to rest lays
But not before sending it’s shiny beams one last time across space and skies to land onto the metallic tower making it open up like a flower only not of nature
“Ain’t nuttin wrong with a cup of coffee, definitely not nuh-ub! But, if you dare to pour me a small one, then shame on you. If I drink it willingly, guess shame on me?” Gun Roswell
A Small Cup of Coffee?
Size really does matter, when it comes to coffee, because you know, nobody just wants one cup of the stuff, especially if it is a small one, espresso or not.
So, when being a good host for a guest, friend or foe, always be prepared to offer them the more, meaning at coffee time, which is pretty much any time, always always always, bring out the big guns, i.e large cups filled with coffee!
Thank you very much!
“The heavy lean sideways of the vehicle makes even the photographer dizzy and the camera to tilt as well!” Gun Roswell
Riding Sideways
The rickety cart with the two passengers tilted ominously on the slippery street
Not that this might have caused any of the discomfort in the picture seen
Alas the total sway of the vehicle, was something not foreseen
The driver most likely a first timer or then then it was just too few wheels
Whatever the case just might have been on this particular scene
In the end, the car on small wheels managed to arrive safely to the goal
And isn’t that just a god thing for the very scared soul having watched this odd show!
“There is nothing like walking up from the wrong side of the bed, the whole day totally spoiled!” Gun Roswell
A day of irritation
Yeah, it is that kind of day, when all you see around you is chaos and dismay, the short lived dreams, or rather nightmares behind now, but cannot help the display of a frown, a permascowl rather as nothing, absolutely not one single thing, did go right, ever since that alarm clock chimed.
And so, with all the bile sticking into the throat, not even the neighbour’s smirking goat, can lift up the spirits, fingers digging into the thick layer of clothing, only hoping its enough against the weather outside, then headed out the door, the slippery ice road ahead, not helping the mood but instead, going down, luckily the thick ass cushioning the fall, but the snowy stuff, is enough, to irritate the already fowl, sour state.
So, getting up, huffing and puffing, into the car, luckily having been dug out from under piles and piles of the white stuff having fallen from the skies, the night before, so at least, there is that, even if the derrière feels rather sore, but don’t want to be late from work, so heading to the traffic, soon on the highway, at least, on the right lane.
At the office, they all start pouring in, as despite the good intentions of having a happy face plastered on, trying to stay strong, but then, like often, idiots happen, and ain’t that a great continuation for a day ahead, which had already tarted so greatly, and yes, I am stating that quite sarcastically!
Another day of total irritation, how fun!
“The early morning snow storm, caused a chaos on the tracks, but never mind, the trains will still run” Gun Roswell
On the rails when it snows
The early morning heavy rush hour, the traffic filled with vehicles, stopped on its tracks
Luckily though, it did not stop the trains running on the long rails, as a matter of fact
As the rail driven vessels never ever halting, not for the weather, rain, snow or fire
Pushing through, pulling the haul of many a cars, dashing through whatever going far
The train, the only working public; or other kind of transport, something the pedestrians now sport
This is the way to go quite fast and oh so very far, even the next city, and that is simply splendid
The ride rather smooth and gentle, even with the mileage left behind plenty of.
Rantings Of A Third Kind 