“There be cats here!” Gun Roswell
Seven Cats for Caturday
Camouflage
Now you see me
Now you don’t
I am completely
Disappearing from sight
I am the shadow
I am the whisper
Well, maybe just my whisker
Can you see
know who I am. I am not perfect. I’m not the most beautiful woman in the world. But I’m one of them” Mary J. Blige
Woman
What a wondrous creature is a woman
How unique, noble and oh so stunning
Smart, sexy, able and very, very funny
Call her…
If your house is a flooding
And you need help with the plumbing
Call her…
If your band is a bumming
And you need someone a drumming
Call her…
If the weather is making you grunting
And you need someone for shining
Call her…
Simply
If you need someone for hugging
“There really is no life before the first pot of coffee in the morning” Gun Roswell
Coffee, Coffee, Coffee…and some more Coffee
Since the dawn of time when humans first dropped down from the trees and started walking, their first trip must have been to the closest Starbucks for some coffee.
Remember the classic film “2001: A Space Odyssey” and first scene where the prehistoric man is bewildered when a big black block lands before him? What if instead of the monolith a giant cup of coffee would have landed? I think we would have evolved much faster and would be more advanced today if that would have been the case 😉
But let’s move forward in time and to present day.
I have dropped in a quite a few suggestions (read request) in our office “suggestion box“: Add to the list of necessary office supplies an IV drop filled with coffee. Each worker would then be hooked into the IV every morning and during the day; a dedicated person would circulate around the office and re-fill the empty ones.
But seriously, coffee is the one good drug that keeps this world up and running. Here is an example of an ordinary working day:
1st cup: 06.00 AM: Eyes barely open reaching for my glasses on the night stand sniffing for that precious aroma. Nothing yet! Half running downstairs praying the automated coffee maker has not suffered from any kind of electrical stroke during the night and my coffee would be there waiting for me.
It is! Hallelujah let the day begin!
2nd cup: 06.20 AM: Morning ablutions behind me, standing fully clothed ready to take off to work, gulping the second cup of coffee while reaching for the door.
3rd cup: 07.00 AM: In the office, turning on the coffee machine before even reaching for the lights in the darkened office. Impatiently waiting while the machine is making its morning sounds before I can insert my coffee capsule into the damned thing and get my coffee (Note: It’s a double shot just to make sure I don’t run out before I can tackle today’s pile of work).
4th to 6th cup: 08.00 to 11.00 AM: A steady flow of “double shots” for each cup to keep up the pace of the day and a smile on my face.
7th cup: 11.30 AM: A cup of coffee to complement a tasty lunch, of course 😉
8th to 9th cup: 12.00 PM to 02.00 PM: One for each scheduled meeting for the afternoon.
10th (to 11th) cup: 02.15 PM: It is finally time for the afternoon coffee break! (In reality this is a very large cup so guess it counts for two or more…).
12th cup: 03.00 PM: Last squeeze (and cup of coffee) before the day’s work is done!
13th cup: 04.00 PM: Time to leave for home, one more for the road…
14th to Umpteenth cup: 05.00 PM to Midnight: After a full day of work, I managed a full hour of exercise, went grocery shopping and vacuumed the whole house. Albeit I was so perked up from all the coffee I managed to get to bed early (around 2 AM) after cleaning a few closets and taking the dog out three times during the evening for a brisk walk and of course, having a cup of coffee here and there; P
The lesson learned: There is no such thing as too much coffee!
By the way, last time I had my yearly check up at the doctors, the conclusion was: there was far too much blood in my caffeine circulation!
“Zoom, and into the moon, we go!” Gun Roswell
Launch pad
“Time for launch, t minus ten minutes. Astronauts, please prepare for lift off!”
The scared first timers, are waiting for the final tome, as, they’re prepared to, go to the moon
Not too long ago, when time was still going very slow
The dreamers were plotting, in silence and soft corners squatting
For that special day in the future, were humanity would embark on an adventure
Flying to the far away stars, landing on the luminescent ball, hoping off it not to fall
Now that the moment is finally here
Keeping a watchful eye on the bright sphere
Which soon will be conquered, at least the image of it conjured
On each and every small screen, a large scale spectacle, never before seen
“T minus one minute to lift off. Those not prepared going to the moon, better clear the area, soon!”
And so the moment long awaited, which some say, was too long hesitated
Is finally here, no time for fear, as the engines roar, and up there, the rocket soars
“I am not from here, I am from somewhere else” Gun Roswell
Somewhere else
When a stranger asks me, where are you from?
How can I respond to that, without feeling dumb?
I am certainly not from here,
Not from this blue glowing sphere
I am originally from somewhere else
Just watch me, there are tells
Telling the stranger, I arrived here by ship
Some time ago, when it landed on the cliff
That is crazy talk some might say
But I don’t care as I am not here to stay
Just going on about my life as usual
Since it is as is, quite acceptable
What comes to my adopted friends and family
They don’t really care whether I come from here or from another galaxy
Beverly Hills 90210 star Like Perry has died at age 52. He was a TV icon who’s going to be missed. Most recently he was in the show Riverdale. Rest in power Luke you were way too young.
“Contradictions during a twelve hour period” Gun Roswell
Sad vs. Pretty
How can a sour day
Turn your feelings to dismay
Easily; I should say!
Gloomy weather outside
There is no place to hide
Except, maybe in the inside
The view so dull and grey
I wish I could at home stay
Mind and body, starting to fade
After some time
I started feeling really fine
As I looked outside
The sun had come to play
Maybe, if I was lucky, to stay
Strolling into the streets quickly as I may
Finding the rays on my skin
So good it felt almost like a sin
Oh, sun, where the hell have you been?
“Nothing calms you down, like the sound of water, unless, it’s a tsunami!” Gun Roswell
Waterfalls
The sunlight reflected from the tiny pebbles falling downward
Spiralling gently, forming a giant puddle, soon the land conquered
The tiny droplets drumming against any surface found
Making a smooth, yet very loud and jazzy like sound
Bursting vapour into the warm midday air
The passersby getting their fair share
The spread of the refreshing transparent liquid
Which is good for washing up and even to drink it
And when the inspiration strikes
To rip all the clothes of and naked into the water run wild
Never mind, no one will be unkind
As the hot weather strikes, you will have plenty of others joining the ride
“Sunsets, nature’s most beautiful paintings” Gun Roswell
Sunsets
Summer memories from a distant land
Holding, treasuring, in my hand
Remembering all the times spent
By the seashore, looking for something heavens sent

Keeping a close eye
Trying something to spy
A spectacle of enormous proportions
Which this darkening night brightens
The sunset most magnificent
Viewed by present day onlookers just like the ancients
Nature art spread across the night skies
There within, the truth of life lies