Delicious (Daily Photo 2015-12-13)

Posted on December 13, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Posted in the Daily Photo series
In honour of the month of December
Poetry & Photography

“I love berries. Strawberries, blueberries, raspberries, black berries, anything with an ‘errie’ in it!” Jordin Sparks

Delicious

Red, juicy, delicious
My one and only precious
You make me so jealous
Driving me reckless
With all your freshness
I am getting restless
One bite of your essence
Leaves me breathless

You left me this impression
So, hear my confession
You are my obsession
I wish, my possession

My red delicious all so merry
My one and only Strawberry

Narrow Passage (SL WEEK 23)

Posted on December 13, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Photo Challenge by SYLVAIN LANDRY
A response to Sylvain’s challenge theme of, Narrow

“Pursue some path, however narrow and crooked, in which you can walk with love and reverence” Henry David Thoreau

Narrow Passage

What’s behind us here has led
To the narrow passage ahead
Do not fear or dread
For the future wide and open
To this path have woven
No words to be spoken
As we take our first step

Who the Hell is Gun?

Posted on December 13, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Posted in Camera Lucida Photo Challenge, Self Portrait
Photography and Poetry

“I cannot sing, dance, act or write, but it never stopped me from doing any of those things” Gun Roswell

Who the Hell is Gun?

She thinks she is the Gun with the fastest bullets
She sure loves her creature comforts
Her chair, her Trek, her Mac and coffee
Maybe even some added toffee

Home sweet home
Her true heart’s motto
Write more and still some more
Her work etchic on the dot-o

A holiday spent in a warmer climate
Cheeks will turn the colour of tomatoes
Fuel it will for a year’s worth
Surely going onwards strong with mirth

Even of her car she wrote
A little tale, oh what a poet!
Drag Queens, comedy, science fiction
Between them not always a clear distinction

Her home filled with objet d’arts
A collection long ago did start
Oh and did I mention the many a shoes?
Maybe even a witch’s brew?

Her leg was operated a while ago
Now fully mended and on the go
High heels come a clacking
When someone at the door is knocking

Strong and independent is her mindset
But do not that let
Fool you into thinking
She is not as soft as a kitten

When it comes to her and hers
You can softly hear her purr
When the working day is done
Let the slumber surely come

Saturday Sunset, Part Two (Daily Photo 2015-12-12)

Posted on December 12, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Posted in the Daily Photo series
In honour of the month of December
Poetry & Photography

If you see the sunset, does it have to mean something? If you hear the birds singing does it have to have a message?” Robert Wilson

Saturday Sunset, Part Two

An ordinary Saturday
On a December’s eve
Stepping into a sleigh
For a ride to leave
On a track
To watch the sunset
The colours a reminder
Of the season’s binder

Saturday Sunset, Part One (Daily Photo 2015-12-12)

Posted on December 12, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Posted in the Daily Photo series
In honour of the month of December
Poetry & Photography

“I envy people who can just look at a sunset. I wonder how you can shoot it. There is nothing more grotesque to me than a vacation” Dustin Hoffman

Saturday Sunset, Part One

“The sky is on fire, the sky is on fire!”

The peasant from the ancient times shouted
As the red clouds into the skies sprouted
Running as fast as he could
Before the skies on him fall would

Simply out of fear
Not knowing of the beauty so near
Shivering in his cellar
Like an old yellar

Some hundreds years later
Not a sunset hater
Eagerly awaiting
A sunset most breathtaking

Red (Daily Photo) 2015-12-11, Part Two

Posted on December 12, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Posted in the Daily Photo series
In honour of the month of December
Poetry & Photography

“Red is the ultimate cure for sadness” Bill Blass

Red

Red is my colour
Try not to follow
Red is my attitude
No intended platitude
Watch me bloom
As my nom de plume
Is Red

Life in Bubble (Daily Photo 2015-12-11) Part One

Posted on December 12, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Posted in the Daily Photo series
In honour of the month of December
Poetry & Photography

“We live in a strange bubble” Brian Molko

Life in Bubble

Living in a bubble
Peeking through Hubble
Getting into trouble
Always on the double
Trying to snuggle
Always a struggle
For the couple
After all,
Living in a bubble
Usually decouples

Caturday, 2015-12-12

Posted on December 12, 2015 by Gun Roswell

In honour of Caturday and all cats everywhere

“Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea” Robert A. Heinlein

Caturday, 2015-12-12

“I keep my cat
In my handbag”

Said the old hag
And, with a snag
Lighting a fag

“It’s not a gag,
so just cut me some slack”

She quickly snapped
As she zigzagged
A price tag
Like a yellow flag
Flashing on her ragtag
And out of fashion coat
Stepping into a boat
Flinging in her large tote
The cat sprung out
And onto the float
In a few quick strokes
She rowed across the moat

Favourite Photo Friday, 2015-12-11

Posted on December 11, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Photography and Poetry
&
Posted in Fav Foto Friday /Fav Foto Friday #20

Share each Friday, on your own blog, one photo…or maybe even a gallery of some of your favorite photos that you have taken during the week, that make you smile or that was a great photo capturing opportunity…anything really! And as photographers are often known to say, “The best camera is, the one that you have with you!”

“A photograph is usually looked at – seldom looked into” Ansel Adams

Favourite Photo Friday , 2015-12-11

For this week’s favourite photograph, I have chosen something from the Rhodes Island collection, posted in the World Wide Wednesday series on, you guessed it, Wednesday!

I have titled this photo as “Painter gone for a break?”

There is just something to be said about a black and white photograph, a colour one can never capture the finer nuances like a B/W can.

Enjoy!

Related posts:
World Wide Wednesday 2015-12-09

Fabulous Friday, 2015-12-11

Posted on December 11, 2015 by Gun Roswell

“I understand what’s it like to work all week and on Friday night just want to go and leave your brain at the door, buy some popcorn and be thrilled by something” Don Cheadle

Fabulous Friday

Leaving the working week far behind
I really have no idea how I ever survived
Fabulous Friday knocking at the door
Awaiting to carry me to a different shore

A glittering sequin dress, a pair of high heels
This is as good as it gets and feels
Leave your sad face and the bad place
Awaited Fabulous Friday is finally here

Prancing, dancing
Singing, winning
There is no stopping us
Well, not at least until the bus
Has arrived to take us home