Blue and the lighthouse

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“The calming of the skies with the ocean is the colour of cool blue” Gun Roswell

Blue and the lighthouse

The cool and calming sea
The blues as far as you can see
But that is only during the day
Because at the time of night

It will be, completely dark
But no worries, there is a spark
Of light at the end of the tunnel
The one shining so bright it creates a funnel

A safe passage way if you will
For all those ships to the harbour bring
The lighthouse at the end of the pier
Is the only in the darkness seer

The mighty white building concrete
Standing tall and gorgeous even in the heat
But popping out, during the time of blue
Reflecting the coolest of hues

By the seaside, open wide

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“By the seaside, near the ocean open wide, cannot help but smile” Gun Roswell

By the seaside, open wide

When the soaring sun beckons outside
It’s time to pack a rucksack and head into the open wide
To really enjoy what nature has to offer
Even if it is just a few hours to go for

So out and about, a smile on your face
Get out there and find your happy place
Whether be it the forest or the open seas
There is really no place rather to be

Than out there, somewhere, to be present
In the here and now, maybe even meeting with a cow
Spend the time with a friend
Because you’ll never know, when the time ends

Alphabets in poetry (three)

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“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

Airfields in cornfields

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“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

Vessels, Ships, Boats Ahoy!

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“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:

Ship Ahoy!

A long sunset ride into the night

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“Riding into the sunset, it’s such a cliche, but looks cool in the pix at least!“ Gun Roswell

A long sunset ride into the night

The night falls and time stalls. The soft sand on the beach giving a perfect path for the hard hoofs to thread on making their impressions to last at least a moment before the waves hit the shores adding to the lore. The last rays of the sun trying to catch as moving towards the very west, but that is just the small part of this mission, into perfect bliss. Which we were told does truly exist. And this adventure is about finding out, whether it is the truth or not.

Riding well into the darkness, just as the stars are starting sparkling, feeling like royalty or at least some sort of leisure people. The ride going slow, with several of us in tow, but it’s just the flow of this ride of the night. Catching all those hidden treasures lurking in the dark shadows, as the ride continues towards the sacred meadows, the watery kind, hoping that one place of peace to find, at least on this calm night, where the winds have stopped blowing and totally now flowing with the universe, without reverse.

Walk on the rocky pier 

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“Beach, finally here!” Gun Roswell 

Walk on the rocky pier 

Take a short walk along the long pier
Dip your toes into the water when you get there 
Feel the summer breeze on your burning skin
Let the holiday feeling finally sink in 

Stay a while at the very end of the pier
Let the sunny rays wash away any fears 
Of letting go of the mundane And embrace the upon coming fun day 

Take a slow walk back to the beach 
Then turn to look at the glimmering sea
Just remember you can always return 
Until it’s time for the leisure time to adjourn 

Throw some shade this way!

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“The shade of it all, no matter where you stroll, there is always someone throwing it upon, some of us anyway, giving it freely away, just for the heck of it, even if you did not ask for it” Gun Roswell

Throw some shade this way!

The ever constant thing, even under the scorching sun is this; there will always be a place to find, where throwing some shade will be fine, and that is not just the simple and comforting cover from the burning rays of the daylight we all so like to embrace, not the safety under the parasol kind of a space, but rather, the those ones who will want to harm, anyone really without the charm, with words too harsh to even comprehend, the why’s behind them, unknown will remain

Time for Ice Coffee

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“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!

What mysteries lie hidden at the very end of the long dark tunnel?

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“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?