Elements

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“Let’s get back to the basics” Gun Roswell

Elements

Cool turquoise waters under the scorching sun
The air as clear as blue, with a touch of fluff of white fun
The rocks and sand, together combine a mass of land
A touch of green, the grass purest you’ve ever seen

The smallest of atoms, forming some atolls
The colours blooming vivid, in the flowery livid
Sooner or later, masses start to form, into a uniform
Of sorts, for more solid beings, animals and humans, living

Until the palette is complete, then only, take a seat
And enjoy the tableau of it all, elements, creatures great and small
For without these elements, this place would be none
And soon enough, we would also loose, all the fun

Calm Seas for TBT

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“The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever”
Jacques Yves Cousteau

Calm Seas

A long walk behind me, legs giving up, trying, to get somewhere, where I can finally relax. Not one soul have I encountered for a long while, I did not even realize the time, just kept on walking, the only talking, was done to myself, by myself. Clueless, helpless, dragging myself forward, as more time passes by.

But then, something, a new odour, alerted my nose. Sniffing, thinking, this, is familiar. Something fresh like a breeze, maybe, with a touch of salt? I fasten my pace, walking towards the smell, my nose the only guide.

As I am walking, ney, half running towards the intoxicating smell, I can feel a cool breeze against my face. Sounds of what seems made by birds, fill my ears and get louder by the minute. Dare I hope this is what I think it is? Yes, it must be, and now, now I am running. Feeling the moistness in the wind, the sounds of waves crashing in.

Soon, I reach the end of my journey, standing, on the top of a cliff. Looking down, nothing but miles and miles of seashore. Sand and rock, blue ocean waves, birds a flocking in the distance. Fluffy white clouds, a little sunshine between them. The horizon blurred, with the sea and sky, blue on blue, in different hues. No one else has entered this paradise. It is almost undisturbed, as if no one else of this place has ever heard.

This, is the place, a place for me to finally sit down, and relax, enjoy myself, find myself. Heck, maybe I just settle down here, forever!

Pegasus (WWW) 3

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“The winged horsy animal” Gun Roswell

Pegasus

A study in ancient history
Will reveal more secrets beyond the imaginary
For example a white horse

With wings spread across the
Eternal skies, as he high up there
Flies, working for the gods

Of the legends now coming
To life, in the present, as the
Tale of the white horse

Keeps going on for seekers
And other fans of history, look up
You may catch a glimpse

Of the marble wonder horse
Running, flapping, gliding, across the universe proudly
Flying, never stopping for anyone

Pegasus (WWW) 2

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“The winged horsy animal” Gun Roswell

Pegasus

Olympian true and true as
A champion for Zeus, the white winged
Horse, carried his duties for

The kingdom without any remorse
A true hero and a legend, the
Horse named Pegasus, rides again

Pegasus (WWW) 1

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“The winged horsy animal” Gun Roswell

Pegasus

The mighty white stallion with
Wings on his back, flying around in
Ancient times like a bird

Descended from gods, made of
Shiny marble, a true marble for both
Modern times and of history

Ride it no one dares
Tame it, it will give a scare
Alas, well he did not

Fare, in the end into
Heavens did he ascend, joining his brothers
And the rest of gods

Harbour

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“It’s calm today, in the summer day” Gun Roswell

Harbour

A slow boat awaits me, finally setting me free
Boarding, without a haze, as at the quiet waters, I gaze
Destination, unknown, as from this place, I have overgrown
Walking to my seat, looking forward to the breeze
As the sails are hoisted, I am second guessing my choices
Alas, they soon fade, as I settle in to the laze
Of becoming the passenger, on this journey ahead
Eyes wide open, I stare at the great ocean
Not knowing, is the hardest part, but if I play it smart
What ever the future, I think I can make without any sutures
Face in a smile, shedding the vile, yes, it has been a while
I am finally feeling, happy

Blue door

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“What’s behind the door?” Gun Roswell

Blue door

Step in through the door
In the colour of blue, that is
If you dare, did I

Give you a scare or
Is your face so pale by nature?
So do let yourself inside

Who knows what scary things
You may find, after all, this is
A tale for the odd

And peculiar people, who like
To dabble in the adventures beyond an
Explanation from this world maybe

Even horror or some sort
Of supernatural thing, which will make your
Heart sing, until it it

Pops out and lays still
On the ground until you pop it
Back, and all is well.

Again?

Beginning of a journey

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“The journey begins” Gun Roswell

Beginning of a journey

Early rise, beginning the begin, with a smile
On the long train, on my way
Feeling the speed, for looking back, no need
Always on the move, finding my groove
The journey ahead, all my life to this lead
People passing by, giving me the high five
I know I’m on the right track, so giving myself some slack
Soon another place in front of me, and I want everything to see
Until the time, when the bells chime
As it’s time for me to move along
But not without singing a song
And with that, there is nothing wrong

On the top

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“From the highest mountain top, shouting out loud, until I drop” Gun Roswell

On the top

Climbing as high as I possible can
But of climbing, I am not really a fan
As I start to ascend, I know I am making a new trend
making it to the utmost top, no way I may this flop

Climbing, climbing, climbing until I drop
Nothing, no nothing, can make me stop
I am going to make it, up there, where the clouds lay
And when I reach the tallest top, I am there to stay

Lit Up

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“Follow the light!?” Gun Roswell

Lit Up

Follow me out of the darkness
Through, this, narrow passage
I cannot guarantee you the future
This, solution, is only a suture
But, if you dare to take this leap
It won’t cost much but it’s actually very cheap
A small step, the first on of many
And, after a while, you’ll notice the changes
The darkness fading, as will all the blaming
Self doubt, sadness and hating
Before you know it, you’ll be surrounded
By all the light and colours you could imagine
As a reward, for discarding all that doubting