“It’s covered with snow.” Gun Roswell
Made out of snow
In one windy blow
The air cool and misty
Shiny white and crispy
Nature pearled
And transformed
Into winter world
White Winter World
Category Archives: Winter
Winter through the looking glass?
“It’s snowing, again, oh well, it’s winter!” Gun Roswell
Oh winter, oh winter
Don’t think I am bitter
But to be honest
I wish you to be gone-st
I really loved you at first
Now I am dying of thirst
Of a summer that is
So hear me please
And be gone!
Winter’s Window
“Something about the snow perhaps, makes it different?” Gun Roswell
Outside it’s cool and crispy
The clouds are hanging low
It’s just another day in January
With quite a lot of snow
Sitting in my home office
The images quite flawless
Admiring the window views
In my hand my favourite brew
Frosted
“No, they’re not cereal!” Gun Roswell
They be pretty
Those frozen bits on the window sill
Ice, someone calls it
But, I say art,
So, just enjoy it!
Snow
“Snow, of course there is snow, it’s winter!” Gun Roswell
A fresh coat of snow
With a wintry glow
Life getting more slow
Just follow the flow
Even if you really
Don’t like snow
Through the looking glass?
“It’s an outside out there, but inside in here, all good?” Gun Roswell
Look carefully
Behind the door
If you dare
You may get a scare!
Winter’s Road
“The snowy sidewalks aren’t easy to walk on during winter!” Gun Roswell
Roadside
No need to put out fires
The car has no winter tyres
Waiting for the bus
So, guess there is no fuss
Light in the Dark
“Switch on the lights so we can see!” Gun Roswell
Lights in the dark
May be caused by a spark
Of electricity
Running through the city
Now I am getting giddy
Of all this techno babble!
Fresh footfalls?
“Winter is ideal for tracking” Gun Roswell
Footfalls
On the snowfall
Seemed quite tall
Watch out
For the down fall!
Snow and red skies
“Snow fell, once again, it must be winter?” Gun Roswell
In the early morning hours
When in to the day adventuring
The air crisp and nature frozen
Of the wet snow during the night fallen
Trying hard not to sink in
As in the soft powder hard to stand
A pair of tire tracks to walk in
As the snow covers most of the land
Looking at the skies
For some star me to guide
The redness of it all
Makes me stare in awe
In the midst of toughest winter times
It really is hard for any green grass to find
But appreciating the beauty around me
As soon enough , summer winds will me besiege
Rantings Of A Third Kind 