Photography
“Flowers thar be in the fields, at least until this summer season ends” Gun Roswell
W is for pretty white flowery things
Which in the warm summer wind sing
Swaying gently in the rhythm of the tune
Watchers young and old alike star to swoon
Flowers growing in the garden
Flowers on the side of the streets
White mixed with a lot of green
Nature giving us a artistic showing
“Take a dive, into the cooling waters oh so very fine, the liquid surely to heal any ailments” Gun Roswell
P is for pool life so sublime
Sunshine and feeling just fine
Diving or laying, this is easy living
A holiday time spent chilling
When the sun hits high noon
It time to get wet in the blue cool
Swimming from end to end
Maybe, in the water, the rest of the spend
“The night sky is getting a reddish hue, not the usual blues tonight!” Gun Roswell
H is for half of the moon over the roof tops
Every now and again it there pops
The circular motion never stops
Filling the night skies with bright light
Never again having the darkness to fright
The moon protecting even at half power
Letting us n the star dust shower
But even with all is might
It has to leave, before the early sunlight
“The moon is always hanging there, forever present” Gun Roswell
M is for the moon in the night sky, with its better half trying to hide
Picturing the moon man sitting in a crater, it’s difficult not to smile
An ancient rock filled with mystery
Also known to be causing mass hysteria
During its rounds when it’s at is fullest
Certainly a vision never the dullest
Keep on eye on its eternal cycles
Round and round the earth, with a speed most wildest
“Travel the wide world, wherever you may end up hurled, enjoy the life, the history, even the strife” Gun Roswell
A is for the Acropolis, the once metropolis
For the ancient profits and their students
Carved from stone and marble, considered a priceless jewel
After several millennia, the structure still standing
With thousands of people it’s internals flocking
Take a climb on a hot summer day, thousands of steps along the way
On top of the tallest mountain, you’ll find the precious fountain
It may not give you eternal youth, but it’s own unique truth
“Coffee, never could say no to a single cup of the stuff, or a few more of them” Gun Roswell
C is for coffee so good and delightful
When you drink it it’s almost freight full
After one, there is the other, loosing count, then back to null
Getting hooked on the sweetest of drinks
Can be as mind blowing as letting the liquid sink
Coffee is the thing, which makes your heart want to sing
Drink it alone, drink it in company, drink it where ever you go
“There is poetry in everything” Gun Roswell
“A doughnut a day, will make you slay?” Gun Roswell
D is for doughnuts never to pass by
They may be fattening and you’ll end up in a sigh
Just eat, enjoy, take another and smile
Tomorrow is another day for hardship and strife
Let the sugar and cream make you feel good inside
For sometimes it’s good to let it go and enjoy life
“Built to last, from the past to the future, and in the present we admire, the structure guiding us to the high seas” Gun Roswell
The Archway by the Sea
A long, long time ago
A land, that had started to grow
Developing, building
Slowly growing
Into a great big giant
Of art and science
Architecture and ambience
There was peace among the inhabitants
No was nor unpleasantries
Everyone equal
But alas
There was no sequel
The forces of nature
Showed their envy and hatred
Wiping out all but one
Standing now, under the scorching sun
To remind the future generations
As nothing really
Lasts for ever
But a solitary reminder
Of days so much finer
The very archway
At the solemn sea
What is now left standing
Of the proud people so demanding
Is an archway,
By the sea
“Going old school style can be so totally cool. The tech almost ancient, but still working! And that is just the best, nostalgia!” Gun Roswell
Ancient tech
Discarded, tech out of date
Software update, came too late
Ancient, in the eyes of youth
For collectors, an item smooth
Maybe still salvageable
To a mode more palpable
It may not be an “apple”
Most likely, with it
You can play scrabble
Do not throw away
Even if it does not play
Use it on full display
A reminder of ages past
And, that nothing,
Was meant to last
“There can never be enough coffee” Gun Roswell
Always on my mind
Why is it, that each fleeting moment my mind only visits
The one thing, the one single on object explicit
Could it be that I am finally loosing it?
But the mere thought of you makes me feel so good
As if I could even go without any other thing, but you There’s no denying, my one and only love, I know it’s true
And when I finally get the stuff in my hands
This sensation is strong I can hardly stand
My head spinning, my legs wobbly, this was certainly not what I planned
But, when my lips meet with you
I know everything i anticipated was true
Coffee, I really love you, now and forever, we stick together like glue
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