Highest Score
I got
The highest score
When I won you over
Onto my side
Dark though
It may be
But only you
Can make me happy
And it already
Feels lighter
To be, me
Purple!
“A flower a day, keeps the bad mood away, at least for a while I think” Gun Roswell
Be in purplish hue
Nature at its very best during the times of warmth when the rest of us just want to rest, lay about and do absolutely nothing. But these pretty things of colours in various purples, keep sprouting up from the ground even if there has been no rain for a while. But it doesn’t really matter how these pretty ones came to be alive as simply looking at them for a while, makes one in a better mood and giving at least, a slight smile and that in itself is simply fine.
So, let those flowers keep on popping up, wherever they want. As this time of the year might be the only one the pretty ones appear. As soon as the weather changes to something cold and unpredictable, the flowers in the fields will start to fall. For now at least, enjoy, listen and view, to the magnificence of the purples and sometimes blues as soon enough, you will wake up, to sub zero temperatures and then only in memories, or photographs if possible, those joys of the summer days of warmth, the flowers in such colourful purples.
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Flora!
“Something about nature and going back to it? Pretty and all, that is true!” Gun Roswell
The last of warm days?
Before the cold rains again?
It is time to prepare
But do not despair
Summer may be ending
The nature surely changing
Soon it will be summer, then autumn and winter again
But the colours
Will be awesome before that will happen!
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August is here!
“The nature soon going to sleep, the August ending, the Summer ending, enjoy it while it’s still alive and well!” Gun Roswell
The last warm days
Before the cold rains
It is time to prepare
But do not despair
Summer may be ending
The nature surely changing
Soon it will be autumn
But the colours
Will be awesome
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A cold drink for hot weather
“Gimme coffee, any time, any place, and, in any kind of form, cold or warm” Gun Roswell
The warm summers day from a memory past, as I was sitting by the pool sipping something cool, laced with sugar and coffee in the warm winds haze, without a care of the future, only whether to dive in the turquoise waters or sweat for a moment longer, sipping on my drink, so much taller than the smaller cup I had at breakfast. But I digress, too little coffee I guess. The warm days of a holiday in the sun and then some shade, sipping from the tallest of glass, each and everyday, at least, a few. The sustenance which keeps one going and going and going, yeah, you guessed it, coffee, no matter what form, cool and calming (hardly!), hot and strong, so much so, that the spoon inside melted, and yes, all of these fine ways, can be done by the poolside, or by the table or even on the run, maybe driving too. But I would not suggest it, as best bet, is to never do anything while driving except keep your eyes on the road.
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Is this, home?
Home
Home is where I am
Home when ever I can
Home is where I love to stay
Home is where I usually play
Home is my heart and joy
Home is where I shout ahoy
Home is the place
Where a big fat glee on my face
Home is the best you see
And here is where my saggy ole boobs can roam free!
It’s my home you see
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Cloudy weather up there?
Living on a cloud
On my little cloud I do sit and wonder
What wonders lay down under
Nature and creatures of vary
Some of them nice some scary
On my little cloud i sit and wonder
Do they also love the sound of thunder
Do they tell stories and jokes
Run barefoot down the slopes
On my little cloud i sit and wonder
Why i m up here sitting in ponder
When i could just slide down
Stop wondering and join the fun crowd
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Life is fun? Guess so?
Life is Kewl?
Life is a rollercoaster ride
Like riding on a wave during tide
In trying to survive
Push back down that vile
And plaster on that big fake smile
Lie through your teeth
Make all look better than it seems
Use that fake kind of a brighter beam
And everyone will be fooled
When retorting:
“Life is kewl!”
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Planned?
Life as planned?
Planning
is halfway done
But when you were out there
having some fun
The life as you know it
Threw so may curve balls
And that did hit
Hard
Harder than expected
With all those things neglected
Into the past and future reflected
Now
What remains is
to pick up
All those broken pieces
Are permanently stuck
And loose
The puzzle together pull
Not quit
Until the glass is full
Once again
And then
Move ahead
With plans better made
At least
You will be
Half done
And that is
No pun!
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The mirror of me?
Mirror
Looking in the mirror
For my ultimate hero
Getting kinda scared
Caused by seeing
My nemesis instead
Dearest mirror
You got me in a pinch
Be a good dearie
And get rid of that wench
Staring, leering, always judging
Never away budging
No matter how hard i stare
The image never fades
My old adversary
Just keep staring back
Mocking, laughing,
Calling me a hack
Will this ever stop?
Maybe I need the snakes head off chop?
With my bare hand
I crack the mirror
Cursing the blood
Has the enemy stopped?
I dare looking into the broken pieces
Which is not easy
And what do I find?
A thousand faces
Of my nemesis
Laughing, hard
Pointing a finger
At me saying
You, are not very smart
You can never get rid
Of little old me
I will always be
A earth of you
Rantings Of A Third Kind 
