“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
“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
“Flying off to foreign lands or simply hovering above familiar land, take yourself to the airfield in the middle of no where and take flight” Gun Roswell
Airfields in cornfields
While visiting the side of the country Where the lush green remains for eternity The fields filled with produce as far as the eyes can see Isn’t this totally the lace for anyone for a weekend to flee
Peddling, rowing, running or just walking When al the nature’s offerings gently stalking But then something completely different comes to view In the middle of the fields with a very light hue
Shimmering in the bright summer’s sunlight Your mind immediately starts to fantasise and then takes flight And soon enough your body can make that come true too Because you have just stumbled upon a small airfield designed for two
Jump in and on board This short flight you really can afford As soaring above the countryside for a while Will totally put you in awe with a great big smile
“On a horseback, on a road to nowhere” Gun Roswell
A quiet ride
Late night A quiet ride On a horseback No destination set Laid back feeling A moment steeling Along the coast Air cool with frost The view stunning The last rays fading Soon it is dark No sounds, Not even a bark Steering my stead Just that away Straight ahead Sand glistens In the moon light No one in sight Which is fine The whole world Is mine Moving along This is the score Just myself And the horse Life is good All as it should
A little while later Something stirs It is me Did I Imagine it Waking up All is a blur It was only A dream so vivid
When the sun is high In the afternoon sky Skin starts to burn And then it will hurt Make a b-line Where you can feel fine Under the umbrella Also called a parasol Away from the light Into the shadows Where the cool window blows Sip on a drink Do not anything think Just into the moment Let yourself sink Life can be great Even under The bright umbrella
It’s quite the long way up there, to wherever you’re going, climbing up that slippery rock face! And hey, just be careful when you finally reach the wanted point! It may not be what you excepted after all.” Gun Roswell
Up the Hill
Up the hill Down the hill Feel the wind chill It’s a surreal thrill
Up, up, even higher Like your ass, was on fire Run, from the dire Follow, your desire
Go all the way up Then come down Never mind the hiccup Or the face frown
Up the hill Get your fill Before, the time To stand still
“Take a boat, a ship or a large vessel, on a long vacation or just.a short trip across the pond… well, what more is there than to shout — ship ahoy! “ Gun Roswell
Vessels, Ships, Boats Ahoy!
A long trip, on an island to slip In a good size sailing ship no less Enjoying the time, to get there, long Provided the weather gods stay gone And let the sunshine and winds Lead us, on our invisible wings
The short vacation to an unknown destination The large commercial vessel, prepared for embarkation All the comforts of a small village, inside this lustrous chillage Of a thing, where you can eat, dance and sing All day long, then all night going strong In the old school discotheque, without much etiquette
When it’s time for your sleeves up to haul Then taking a rowboat across the small moat And don’t forgot to bring your warm coat Because this time of year, the chills will be near Then row, row, row, your little heart out Until you are totally ready to shout:
“The night fall so blue, nothing else to do, except let the small boat gently glide back home” Gun Roswell
Water times three
Riverside After the sun has set A moment for yourself let Think of the time spent Before and after Even break to laughter It’s close to dark If you make it smart A while longer And you may see the stars
“A slow boat on a grey day, sailing languidly across the small lake” Gun Roswell
Water times three
Lakeside Take a boat Out on the lake Fishing optional Gear provided Maybe dive in Row with the oars Forget other chores Time is free A lot to see Despite the rain It’s cool and calm Oh what charm