Photography
“to travel broadens the mind, to some extent“ Gun Roswell
to travel
ah, to travel and see the world
land, where ever you’re hurled
into a soft comfy bed get curled
find out all the gems and pearls
it’s almost,
like living in a dreamworld
“So much going on in the night sky” Gun Roswell
Night lights
A moon presented itself above the dim light street
It was only a crescent shape but still bright enough to see
All the potholes and bumps of the road ahead
When making a way towards the current homestead
When nearing the crossroads
I spotted an ugly looking toad
Large and loud it was making all kinds of sounds
But as it got closer I realised it got even grosser
Turned out, it was a vehicle of some type
A street bug of sorts, supposedly for the sports
It’s headlights so bright I almost got a fright
But managed to duck into cover, as I watched it away hover
Then all hell broke lose as several streams of light the night skies fumed
A ufo or some kind of search light it was
Making those surround me to really fuss
An invasion of a third kind?
That’s all right, suites me just fine!
“Sun is shining no more” Gun Roswell
Over cast
It was so totally bright
The shiny object full of light
Now the clouds have taken over
Forming a four leaf clover
On top of the sun of shining
Completely it binding
Only a few rays remain
Struggling out of the frame
Some might say it’s exaggerating
That it’s only a slight over cast
But I reply they’re underestimating
As a bad storm front is about to blast
The skies open way too fast
And the, we’re all get drenched
And no more sunshine will get
Through those clouds wedged
Over the bright ball of light
So best give up this fight
And get the heck indeed
Over cast, my ass!
“Mirror, mirror in the wormhole” Gun Roswell
Mirror world
As through the vibrating looking glass I go
Time itself will come to a stall
Then, I let myself gently into the abyss fall
The world of my own reflected
On the other side upside down detected
Something so similar but different than never expected
I find myself in a parallel universe
When I had set the gear in full reverse
Then I touch the liquid and the image is disturbed
It’s almost as looking into a mirror
Everything getting so much nearer
The image is slowly getting clearer
When I finally reach my destination
There really is no more comparison
It’s all too different by definition
But it’s fine for the time being
As my alter ego I am seeing
With the same quirks, is quite freeing
Knowing some things never change
Even in another and different place
I still carry myself with the same old face
“Sad little thing it was” Gun Roswell
The lizard who died
The lizard splashed into water
Guess it forgot it was no sea otter
Drowned into the crystal clear blue
It gave a new meaning to ‘just do’
The kind man came and lifted the body
Of this creature who appeared so oddly
Out of no where it came from
And into another place without torment
Bon voyage and happy trails
To the lizard with a tall tail!
“When life gives you lemons, peel one up and eat it like a sourpuss” Gun Roswell
Lemons of life
Sour said the fox of the grapes
As it did not like the funky taste
It’s far too hot outside right now
But then again, yesterday it snowed
My face is too ugly for television they said
So why not try getting a job in radio instead
I’m constantly worried of every little thing
But taking a shower makes me wanna sing
When life gives you lemonades
Take them back to the store to exchange
“Never enough coffee” Gun Roswell
Coffee always in double
With a big size cup as this It’s really hard to miss
The caffeine addict within me
Coffee, on the double
Coffee, please make it double
Coffee, cup size, better have it double
As the healing liquid I get in front of me
Life always looks so much better I believe
And the i drink my coffee until late eve
Coffee, never enough
Coffee, never too much
Coffee, thank goodness for such
Coffee, a most precious gift
Coffee, how you always up me lift
Coffee, nuff said, peace!
“Those shady greys are everywhere” Gun Roswell
Black and white with some grey
The sky so gorgeous over my head
I cannot tear my sore eyes away
Despite this monochromatic view
I choose to stand here’s and drool
Painted images with black and white
Make a beautiful tableau of the skies
Lurking greys are in the shadows
But only for the effect as the wind blows
Even without colour the picture is so vivid
With my camera going quite livid
Palm trees and cloudy sun filled skies
This is the place where the true beauty lies
“Beach, finally here!” Gun Roswell
Walk on the rocky pier
Take a short walk along the long pier
Dip your toes into the water when you get there
Feel the summer breeze on your burning skin
Let the holiday feeling finally sink in
Stay a while at the very end of the pier
Let the sunny rays wash away any fears
Of letting go of the mundane And embrace the upon coming fun day
Take a slow walk back to the beach
Then turn to look at the glimmering sea
Just remember you can always return
Until it’s time for the leisure time to adjourn
“Always recycle” Gun Roswell
Recycle
Abandoned, discarded, of no more use
Maybe, we all have just a too short fuse
When something is broken and no more works
Then we just run out and buy a new one like jerks
Why not mend it, fix it, or make some repairs
Or just save it and use the parts as spares
If a neighbour or friend might need dome, then just share
After all, it’s better than throwing things away
Rantings Of A Third Kind 