“The greatness of a nation can be judged by the way its animals are treated” Mahatma Gandhi
World Animal Day, 4th of October
What would the world be
Without a cat, elephant or a bee
As far as the eye can see
Birds sitting in the trees
Join in and celebrate
All creatures great and small
They have given us much more
Than anyone can elaborate
“A red seat? In the middle of the field? What in the world is going on in there?” Gun Roswell
Red seat in the middle of nowhere much?
The red colour immediately spotted, like a big bold dot it was, setup in the middle of the green grass, against the solid and a totally dull painted wall, guess, someone thought it would be a blast, and the joke would sometime at least last.
But, getting past that single fact that it might have started as a prank, and then really thinking about the possibility of having a cool coloured respite in the middle of such ugly shit, well, that might just turn out to be the much needed hit!
So, try it out, and if you feel it’s perfect for your derrière, the fit, the colour, the comfort, even the ambiance, then do give out a shout, as others might enjoy this perfect seat out here in the middle of the field, set against the old wall, which will never down fall.
Because the red spot out there in the middle of nowhere much, can so totally be seen from far away, even from space and hey, that is the best advertisement for to pay.
“The cat at the door, acting like the bouncer? Well, whom else did you expect?” Gun Roswell
The cat at the doorway
There, by the door, the cat lazily lay, much to the few random visitors dismay, who were none too fond of the furry felines themselves. But hey, if you’re coming my way, to my home, or rather the house now owned by my cat, then you better get adjusted to the one simple fact, that she is in charge and decides, whom shall through the entrance pass. So, next time you show up, at the doorstep of our cohabit-at, bring something, anything, to show your appreciation for the furry friend, on whose mood your entrance depends. A bribe, a price, some fish, basically anything you can come up with. And another reminder; the cat is quite picky too, about you and what you might bring. So, do think really carefully through, even the possibility that she may sue. But most of all, if you really want to visit, then set aside all that illicit and try at least, to be the cat’s friend, with all the intent you can muster. Because she can sniff a liar out and then, you’re on your own and totally busted! Sorry, but I did warn you and if I’m brutally honest, the cat always comes first.
“There is a time for coffee and that time is anytime possible” Gun Roswell
The world in a cup of coffee
The day, started, just like, any other day
With a steaming cup, of the hottest and darkest liquid, to save
This, tiny soul and eventually, the world
Staring, into the still silence of the whirlwind
Also, still knowing, that something, would soon begin
And, that it, would most likely, change the world
Smelling, inhaling, sipping, enjoying, the total bliss
No matter how much or how often, cannot believe this exists
The total euphoria, I would like to share with the world
But, before all that was going to happen
I am, into this, elixir of life, with full force, tapping
So, for now, the world, will just have to wait
Until the coffee filled blissful state to be hurled
“In every woman there is a Queen. Speak to the Queen and the Queen will answer” Norwegian Proverb
Wonder Women
Feminism?
Never mind the ‘ism’
I’m in it for the idealism
Girl power
Female power
Human power
Heroins
Of different eras
Those afraid
May call you chimeras
Hell raisers
Trailblazers
Your wisdom and insight
Carrying the plight
For those
Who could not fight
Women of power
Hardly the cowards
Quite the women
Of wonder
“It’s all there, written in stone for all of us to read, remaining there for eternity” Gun Roswell
Written, in Stone
The ruins of ye ol’ Acropolis
A place for fun, a place of true knowledge
Decipher the history if you will
The old texts written with such skill
Into to the oldest of stones
Which no one can ever own
“I may be an optimist, but I always pack my wellies”
Ode, to my very own Wellingtons
You beautiful lovelies
My sweet red Wellingtons
Luckily I wasn’t swayed
By those tempting sandals
I would have been betrayed
When the rain came pouring down
Hopeless without my crown
Puddles all over the ground
No safe harbour to be found
Taking a small step
Anticipating the get wet
But to my surprise
You saved my life!
“It’s Monday again, Mundane Monday, yeah that one!” Gun Roswell
Mundane Monday once again
No matter if you are travelling or at home
There is always something mundane going on
During the first day of the week
You might not always really find what you seek
But look around what the world of mundane will bring
You may be surprised of the same old things
Look so much different depending of the mood or light
Some of them coming finally to life
There is art where you least expect it to be adored Just grab your camera and a new attitude and go to explore
It may be Monday, that one specific day
We all love so much to hate, well, at least of it debate
Just call it the beginning of an interesting week to enjoy
Because Friday will get here sooner than you have time to shout: “Ahoy!”
“Take a load off on a Sunday on the Green Seat, even if it might not fit” Gun Roswell
Green and a Seat
The Sunday is once again upon us, like some lurking fiend waiting for the bus.
It is a slow and gentle time, which for most can be simply good and all fine.
But for those with a permanent fire lit up their asses, it can feel like harassment.
As they need to calm the hell down and if possible, take it easy and finally, sit down!
Something, which may never become easy for them, but then again, we are not all built the same.
Still, if and when the decision is made, to take a break for once and be all the same.
Then take a seat, take a load off, stop the huff and puff and simply enjoy the calm day.
After all, tomorrow, just may, be filled with all kinds of things to sort out and forget the play.
So, maybe Sunday wasted, wasn’t all that wasted, rather a moment where inhaling was allowed.
And for that very reason, simply laying about, can always be a good thing, for recharging.
Even if it is done on a way too small seat, painted all in green.
“The cats can ignore anything and anyone, they’re just built that way and god do I envy them!“ Gun Roswell
Chicken pass, Cat ignore
The chicken kept on clucking as it was forward strutting, trying oh so very hard catch the attention, of the snoozing feline friend. Alas, the cat, had decided to not to talk with their friend, the chicken, rather keep on their supposed napping there in the corner of the street, where everyone could clearly see, that the cat, was simply ignoring the bird passing by. Why you may ask because it was well known, the two of them were friends, so why not say hello, as this was their usual MO. But not today, as the cat had decided that it wasn’t going to bother at all, as the cat was in one of their moods once again, something the chicken friend knew quite well, and now, as it had made the try of being friendly and getting completely ignored, by the cat whom supposedly snored the day away, so why would the chicken bother further, as knowing it was not she who was the fowl here rather the cat, being the one aptly named foul.
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