“It’s cloudy and cold, the rain a constant with its scowl, but then, a ray of hope…” Gun Roswell
Suddenly,
Sunshine
Life again
Oh, so fine
Spring Weather I suppose…
Yellow be the Bikes!
“You can rent one, for an hour, a day, perhaps even a week? They’re yellow, just pedal away!” Gun Roswell
“The yellow bikes are beckoning for a ride” Gun Roswell
The city’s yellow painted two wheeled drives
Came out with the spring and with a great smile
The brightness competing with only the sun
As the bright yellow bikes stand there waiting for some fun
The passers by soon will get some ideas
Hoping on them and riding away with smiles
And as the day progresses on in time
The bike park will soon be empty on the dime
All the yellow bikes now filling both parks and the streets
As all them riders are following that ride worthy beat
Loud ruckus like laughter filling the waves of air
As nothing and no one can deny this bike ride filled cheer
Hike on a Bike
“Nothing like a ride on a bike, during the spring time, yeah, let’s call it a hike!” Gun Roswell
When the roads are cleared of bad weather
Thee is nothing to give more of an pleasure
Than picking up a bike with bright red stripes
And whooshing down the streets with big fat smiles
After all it has been such a long while
When it was even good to take a ride
Since the winter is almost and hopefully gone
It’s good to leave the dull indoors
And venture out there where the air
Amongst other things feels so much better
You only want to ride all day long
Maybe, even, sing a few dorky songs
To celebrate the coming of warm weather in time so long
Flying high up
“It’s all in the perspective of things, right?” Gun Roswell
Catching the winds of spring
Soaring high up, my song to sing
I am a pretty bird in flight
And I may not always choose right
But I am sure this direction
Is the one I need for completion
Of my getting up so high
Even so far as the crows fly
Despite being a miniature beaked thing
There is no rule saying I cannot sing
And thusly, I am up here
In the open wide stratosphere
Higher than any other bird ever
In your face, for being clever!
Spring is finally here
“Something about spring, when the boats are out, and the island life beckons…” Gun Roswell
Island life awaits
On an island time to be spent
In the middle of the city
This is truly the fine land
Life worth a giddy
In my pretend fantasy
Spring is finally here – Dandelions!
“Sweet and yellow, just so mellow, those are the lions of spring!” Gun Roswell
By the road side
Between the rocks
Spreading its leaves wide
Hoping for a few rain drops
Just one flower now
Soon another one pops
If you wonder how
Well, there is a secret box…
Flora of Spring
“There as so many colours out here, I don’t know how I can manage with them all, but I love them just the same” Gun Roswell
Red Leaves of spring
Bright Red they be
Pink and Pretty for a while too
Perhaps Orange just a few
Bright and Pink most of them though
And then back to red again
I could spend
The whole day counting the colours
Pretty as are the odours
Signs of Spring 2
“There is something to be said about the colours when spring is finally here!” Gun Roswell
Pretty, in yellow
In the sunshine, they mellow
Yelling out loudly hello
For all passing by
But never lasting forever
Signs of Spring
“Sometimes, the spring really comes along, even if it looks like winter will be here for a while long” Gun Roswell
First signs of spring
When the buds start to sing
Multiplying every hour
Spring is finally here,
Nobody is feeling sour!
It’s… Spring Time! – Creepy Crawly
”It’s another Monday again folks, but today it seems to be so much nicer!” Gun Roswell
Creepy Crawly
It was there, on the leaf
Against the sun, so difficult to see
But by accident it appeared
On the picture, so weird
A creepy crawly
On the day so balmy
But it’s part of nature
So really, do not hate her
All them creatures great and small
Are present from spring till fall
Sit down, enjoy them all
Soon enough, there will be snow!
Rantings Of A Third Kind 