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“A throne is only a bench covered with velvet”
Napoleon Bonaparte
A Seat in Town
When out and about on the town
And getting all and everywhere around
There is only one thing
You really wish you had found
A neat kind of a seat
Simply for a while to relax on!
Alas, it cannot be too hard
And certainly too soft
But when you find the right spot
You know you can simply stop
Your wandering around
And stay there all day long!
“Take a break, make the time, don’t complain that you can’t and then, head for the nearest beach” Gun Roswell
Day at the Beach
Always working, never resting, making excuses for no time remaining. Only, the most important things in life are not those for which you drive towards. The best and treasured moments are those, when you feel whole, a part of the universe, and those moments can only be achieved by letting yourself be free, at least sometimes. What is an afternoon, or even a day, just being lazy and on the sandy beach to lay?
So, don’t be that fake, explaining you cannot take a break. Just to it and silence all else. Unplug the cords and get out that door. No matter a short walk, hike or even a day at the beach, just somewhere else quickly reach. Even if you say you have not deserved that break and don’t even have a special place. It’s all out there, the free space in the woods, in the yards, you really don’t need to go far. And if you are one of the lucky ones, and find that small splash of water to have some fun in, then hey, what are you waiting for!? Just go already!
“Up the long, long path I go, getting to the very top, only there will I stop” Gun Roswell
Up to the very top of the path I go
The path ahead long and winding, not to mention the steep incline
The task ahead me totally blinding, and I am scared without denying
Alas, the bet was placed, and I so totally hate giving up on a dream
So, maybe just maybe, this road up the hill, isn’t as hard as it seems
Threading lightly, as hurrying would most likely reside to fighting
Of both body and mind together siding and then completely residing
From the hike just now beginning, but I have decided on winning
And against my very own nature now going, brain and body damming
As I put one foot in front of the other, there really is no room for error
One single mistake, a slack step and back into the deep I will fall
Moving on, slowly and gently, thinking back of what went on with me
When I decided to take this stupid bet in the first place and now, I know
It was simply to prove myself a point, that I, could so make it to the very top
And here I do go, and none too slow, step by step, and hey, I am so up here!!
“When traveling the world all kinds of cats you meet and that is so neat!” Gun Roswell
Cat of the street
A random cat on the streets I once met, who totally set, to greet each and every passerby with a paw laces high-five. Mostly the people thought it was kind of nice but one especially found it to be more than wise of a mere cat in the streets and then with a smile, she asked the cat if he was fine or looking for something more in life.
The cat then replied:
This greeting and meeting of asl kinds and maybe a reward once on a while, has suited me and been my style for quite the while. But if you would offer me a place with a warm embrace and a tune on the side, and besides, you look kind and I would not decline, but rather go with you and have a life oh so totally fine.
The woman then smiled and opened her arms the cat jumping up totally charmed and then the two of them left for their home, neither of them ever again alone. After all, sometimes, the street life may look glamorous and fine, but a good home is what the wants yearns even of the furry one seeker, even if it was the famous greeter.
“It looks fully blown into shape, like a blimp of sorts, only a grounded one “ Gun Roswell
The Blimp on the ground
It was blown way out of proportions, literally, as the air filled dome pierced the skies. Luckily mimicking the colours of the heavens above, Looking like some sort of a mirage right in the horizon, or at least, in the large field which in it was arising. The blob of a thing, which was soon going to be housing, a large rink of ice, a field for the balls of foot and a fully house of service, with food and drinks to be bought, if this was the type of thing you sought inside a large balloon of a thing, in the middle of the farmers field. At least, for the duration of summer as the heat would melt away all ice and well, playing any kind of games was so much more nice, inside the climate controlled structure. Soon enough, the people and other types would flock inside the blue coloured blimp and the anthems to sing and praise the teams they were rooting for, even if none of them would make one single score. This was simply the way of all those sport types and a few others who found this kind of past time to be fine and so, the bluest of air filled houses would come to life without too much stiffer, as they only needed a few pumps to do the trick and voila; this is what you can now see out there in the old field. A totally landed blue coloured blimp!
“I want to ride my bicycle I want to ride my yellow bike anywhere I like” Gun Roswell
Take a ride on the yellow bike
The day starting strong and nothing can go wrong, especially as soon as I have my ride set. So, trotting down to the nearest bus stop by the railway station for said asset to get. As I had already decided, this was a day riding and nothing from it was me stopping. Not on this day anyway.
A few minutes of walk and I can already see that one bright spot of the day, the yellows gleaming through the trees, and I know this is what I seek and then grinning like a freak I start to run, because I know this will be so much fun and a great day out. So much so it warranted a shout!
Quickly arriving to the parking lot of those two wheelers there stacked on top of each other and it’s just a matter of picking one up, inserting my card, as this is an operation smart and then, after picking the perfect one among many, simply on it I will hop and start riding and maybe never stop!
Now, if you are out there in the streets, just strolling in general or maybe on your way to someone meet. Then watch out for that yellows blur passing you by. It may be dangerous as it may cause you a wide smile. But hey, anything for the laughs right as I am out there, riding my yellow bike.
“Sitting up really high, so close to the sky, in a small box, watching life pass by, and that is just fine as I can finally smile” Gun Roswell
Sky Box
I was told, that the very best spot, at least on the land I am forced to thread for the foreseeable future, might just be the tiniest of a box, built on top of a towery construct. Reaching for the skies, on the field open wide, the outlook of it all even causing a smile.
As I climb up the steps, I have really no idea what to expect, but then when I finally arrive to the end of my climb, I can see they why as I glare at the wow effect right in front of my very eyes, and indeed all those making their praises of this place were totally right.
As I take my seat, close to the panoramic view, sometimes reserved for only the few, but today also for me, and I can only say one thing about this magnificent scene, this is so the best spot, of the lot! And I may never want to leave this place, not for a while at least.
“There is always a seat when you need one” Gun Roswell
Shadows and seats
The warm sun shining in the blue skies and I find myself whining to the simple fact of too much heat and direct sunlight in my pale face. Trying very hard but there is simply no escape. But wait! What did I just spot in my peripheral vision but something most likely to be saving my over cooked bacon? A seat over there in the distant, and to be scarce, it’s residing in the only shadowy spot to be seen or found for miles on end. Could I really be that lucky and be the one, whom over there ion a few could run? Or is this simply a terrible joke, a mirage at the expense of my over heated delusional mind? Please please be kind and let me over there my way find and nothing more will I ever ask again. Well, not until the next time when I’m in trouble again, so talk then as now I need to get to my precious seat on the cool shadows and plenty of rest there spend until it’s time to say, when and get going again.
“The cat sleeps on the chair. Why? Well, he owns it so there!” Gun Roswell
Cat sleeping on a chair
The cat on the chair was snoring loudly, and it was lying there quite proudly. Why you might ask, is the chair occupied by an animal whom should be on the prowling rather than at home snoring?
Well, here is the thing, you see, that cat over there, sleeping, bought the chair in a flee market on the square and now, as he is the owner of the furniture, it’s only natural he should be sleeping on it as well, right?!
So, if you need another place to sit on, then find one or buy one as there is no way you will get the one the cat is sleeping on, even if he was out there doing his prowling thing. It his chair, and that is the end of that discussion in this house hold anyway as the cat always has the last say!
“Seated on a bench in the backyard, feeling quite smart as I’m not working my ass off on this fine day” Gun Roswell
A seat in the backyard
A relatively warm and lazy day, there ahead of me with much of that promised sunshine on display
Finding that perfectly placed and comfortable seat, but certainly not in any of the busy streets
Rather the best one of them all, right here in my own backyard where I had it just installed
Taking with my favourite book alongside some frizzy and cold drinks to the comfortable nook
I will be perfectly set for at least half of the day, even if the baddest weather would get in my way
You see I have this changing climate all figured out, as I got myself a nice sheltering parasol
To keep the heated sunny rays of the shining sol off me, but also any kind of rainy bouts out
So, on this Sunday, nothing will cause me upset or dismay., as I am as prepared as any old scout
And will take my leisure time without any kind of doubt, maybe even something reading out loud
Guess this will be the best kind of day, where reading is the task instead of over a hot oven to slay
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