The Metro, a subway, the tube, the underground…

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“Take a ride on the train, running underground! What fun can there be found!?” Gun Roswell

The Metro, a subway, the tube, the underground…

The ride quite simple, just purchase a ticket and what for the arrival of the long or short train, depending on the time of the day.

But as you are waiting on the platform, many a people are there to form, even a brief line before stepping inside the waiting car, of the train going deep, under the ground, it’s in the name of it right? 

But what a sight, all the unexpected things, or then not, depending on the points of view and what one really expected.

Still, if you are a casual stroller, then simply enjoy the ride, even if just for the heck of it, going around and around, right there under ground!

Stand alone

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“Solemn, alone, in the middle of nowhere it glows, in the deepest of darkness, while in the daylight, a mere shadow remains“ Gun Roswell

Stand alone

For the safety of others, it never bothers to ask the why

Why it is standing there all alone

Alone in the day, alone in the middle of the night

The night so dark it will be the only light

Light for those looking for their very path

Path never ending, only time there to be spending

Spending all alone until the very ending

Ending cycle of being all alone

Alone at the end of the pier it stands

Stands always and forever, alone

Ship in the Grey

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“Sailing in the past, to the future” Gun Roswell

Ship in the Grey

Sailing in the past on the open seas forever seemingly to last

This method might not be the fastest of the safest method forward to move

Alas getting to the future so unsure?

Well, not in the hurry to do that just yet and so no jets but a slow boat

The sails flapping in the wind and when the mood swings

The sails will be lowered and the pace slower

This is the way to move, across the high seas

Never fast, wanting this special moment forever to last

They future out there somewhere, totally can wait

For this solemn sailor 

Painting on the streets

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“The artist sitting in their chosen place, never late, always there to take requests for those passing by, in a need of a smile.“ Gun Roswell

Painting on the streets

The streets filled with life

All kinds, all walks of life

Those simply passing by

But also those, making their living

Some selling things, others painting

Even a few perhaps singing

No matter what you might just be looking for

Some kind of a small score

Never is a bore though

Walking down the busy street

Perhaps getting off your feet

And letting the talented painter

Paint your essence onto the canvas

Preserved for the future

For those special memories

To be saved for eternity

On the rocks of the shore

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“Close to the shore, almost on the rocks, but not quite, it was night, so parking was tight!” Gun Roswell 

On the rocks of the shore

Parking problems? in the middle of the sea no less?

Never a good idea, especially when the visibility none too clear

Finding safe harbour can be quite tricky 

During the times when the weather turns somewhat icky

And so avoiding them rocks close to shore might be a chore

But better to try then be caught up in a nasty storm

Guiding the boat to safety with the best possible precision 

As going out despite he warning signs might have been a bad decision 

A road to nowhere

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“Sometimes one simply needs to take a road, leading to nowhere much, the journey the point, not the destination“ Gun Roswell

A road to nowhere

The red bus or the black taxicab, biking, hiking or even slow walking, it really does not matter which mode you just might be choosing

The main goal is not to goal, rather enjoy the journey ahead, no matter how hard or sad, there is always something to be taken away from all that

At the end the goal might just shine, but even if you won’t reach it, either in time or at all, the best of it all, are the gained friends, the memories in the brain’s store

The smart cat in the spot

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“The cats always choose their places in those spaces given to them, and then it will be their spot and no one else’s” Gun Roswell

The smart cat in the spot

The cat in a chair sat, just because it was apt to do so

For hours on end, would they time on the chair spend

Watching and observing all those passing by, like a spy

Perhaps true, and maybe even part of some conspiracy

A plot device sent out here to destroy the human kind?

Well, what ever the cat’s purpose might just be

It was not clear to those passing as usually 

A loud purr could be heard from the very source

As those who dared to pet the sitting cat on the spot

Were soon rewarded with an affectionate nod

So, whatever you might think of this very cat

Choosing their very own place in this space we share

The street, the neighbourhood, the planet fair

Perhaps even an alien invader but, then again

Who could easily resist a soft purr and a fluffy figure?

Next time, when getting all around in the hood
Keep an eye open for that one cat you should

As befriending them might just be the best thing

Even if it was just an ordinary common place being

Trike

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“You can’t buy happiness, but you can buy a bicycle and that’s pretty close.”

Trike

Buy it, try it, ride it, it’s fun but slow, just the way to go!

Lighthouses

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“My favourite thing to do on this planet is to scuba dive” Buzz Aldrin

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Lighthouses

Lighthouses
The white houses
Saving lives
Oh, so many times

The blurry line

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“Sometimes lines being drawn are as fickle as the waves hitting a sandy shore” Gun Roswell

The blurry line

Drawing lines, borders, erecting fences and walls

That is what the humans like doing to the point of boring

Because in the end, those hindrances will be blurred

Just like the soft waves hitting the sandy shores

As all of it will fade in the end

And were they to begin with such an good idea 

Or even keeping anyone safe

Just some fancy human concept protecting what is supposedly theirs?

But to be fair, for a moment a wall or a fence will keep away the fear

When all the lurking evil is out there trying us apart to tear