“Living dolls? Perhaps a copycat off the wall?” Gun Roswell
Statuesque
Two of them there, standing very tall
The one enters, alas, oh so very small
Statues? Perhaps they are all
Of different statures, even eras? For sure!
Statuesque
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Slow Afternoon
“Take a load off!” Gun Roswell
Slow Afternoon
Afternoon,
Feeling lazy
Real life, all hazy
Turquoise waters
With no otters
Laying about
Poolside,
No doubt!
No hurries
No worries
Just living
For today
Wishing
I could stay
More
Than a week!
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Time for Ice Coffee
“Coffee, the only constant in the universe” Gun Roswell
Time for Ice Coffee
Coffee, with ice, and then some!
Need I say more?
Just keep beating the drum:
Coffee, coffee, coffee
What else in life do you need?
Drink coffee and you shall succeed!
Really?
Yup!
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Island life
“Sometimes, one simply needs a break from it all.” Gun Roswell
Island life
A small Island, perhaps Greece?
A small piece
Of our very own history
Beyond the centuries
The oldest of towns
Considered the jewel of the crown
Alas the soft sunny beach
At your very reach
Ixia, Kamiros or Lindos
A small drive with the bus
Everything you’ll ever need
On the small island of eternal peace
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Phone Home Maybe?
“Our daily lives are so mundane, alas what can you do? Someone perhaps sue?” Gun Roswell
Phone Home Maybe?
A dialer device
From a different era
Had to suffice
Let me tell ya
An analog connection
No visual perception
No texting
Sure no sexting
Just a calling machine
The only mean
For ancient times
But oh how time flies
Now we all have
A mobile device
Que Sera, Sera
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What mysteries lie hidden at the very end of the long dark tunnel?
“There are always hidden treasures to be found, total mysteries to uncover, when daring to adventure thought the never ending tunnel, leading to places never discovered.” Gun Roswell
What mysteries lie hidden at the very end of the long dark tunnel?
Feeling ever so daring, with that whole feeling of getting, into the unexpected, the unknown
The mind and the body simply tingling, with total excitement they are both singing
Just because of the ever present and all around lurking danger
The expectations of finding something so odd, never before seen and special
But mostly, the not knowing of what really lies ahead, being reckless instead of safe
As is the curious mind, always on the prowl, to find, something else, than simply what is, the daily grind
Because what is life, without at least, a little piece of adventure?
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What lies beyond the barriers, the stone walls?
“There is always something out there, something worth while to visit” Gun Roswell
What lies beyond the barriers, the stone walls?
The archway beckoning, for the visitor to come calling, to step through the very gate, the doorway, out there, to go and figure out, what it is all about, perhaps even the answers to life itself, all the mysteries becoming unraveled as after there travelled, something could easily be revealed, so, why not take a chance, and into the deep dive, proverbially of course, as the source, the key, is right there, at the port, simply waiting for the weary seeker, to step right through, just like that, like decided out of the blue.
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Walking to the end of the long pier
“Walking to the very end of the pier, well, look around, you don’t have to be a seer, to predict this outcome!” Gun Roswell
Walking to the end of the long pier
Predictions of a good view? Reserved, for the chosen few?
Hardly those as at all, as anyone could walk down the long way, finding the same display, as the rest of us could see gleaming from the seashore, never a bore, is the greeting for us in store.
The blues across the horizon, whether the sun or moon is on the rising.
Whatever the time of the day, it does not matter as this, this is the best place.
The end of the pier, is where the sights so dear are seen.
So, why would anyone want to go anywhere else at all?
Well, simply because, this place is not reachable by most.
And maybe the seaside is not even your very special thing.
But whatever the case is, whether you love or maybe even hate it.
Just try it once, take that walk down the long pier and who knows.
Maybe you too, will become a believer of the moon, the sun and even
The view at the end of the pier.
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Walk on the wild side
“Dare to walk on the wilder side of life, near the soaring oceans, and then, diving into the deep end” Gun Roswell
Walk on the wild side
The nature dangerous and rocky, but feeling rather cocky, at least for the very moment as the slippery slope down the rickety pier, could easily end up in plenty of tears, but soldiering on, as the goal, is to take on an adventure, though minor in nature, still a big one for this weary soul, the idea totally bold, to take a dip, into the salty slick, the blues of the water’s end beckoning, or then, simply because it is there, to plunge in and splash around for a moment, before finding a away back on solid ground.
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Up, up the very stairs we go
“Climb the stairs ever upward, who knows what you will find up there!” Gun Roswell
Up, up the very stairs we go
There is always something better, up there, at the top of the stairs.
At least, that is what we all like to think, that somehow, higher is better, that something good is waiting for us on the higher levels, like a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, similarly something good will be there if we only dare to, climb ever higher?
An illusion perhaps, a fantasy no less?
Who carers, because I have already started my ascend and I am half way there! Raise you the rest of them way!
