“Floating an a cloud” Gun Roswell
Above (haiku)
Mountains below seem so low
When watching from my ivory tower down
Clouds as curtains I bow
Above (haiku)
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Land Ahoy!
“The gorgeous landscapes of the Earth I so love, as I view them from above, on an airplane wing, where I sit, in silence and awe“ Gun Roswell
Land Ahoy!
Sitting, on the wing, of a vessel, steering gently across the clouds, which softly shroud the skies above the lands, of this planet we call Earth. This was the so-called birth, of my adventure to seek out, the perfect spot, where I could lay claim, as the aim, was to build, a small lodge, where I could dwell. At least, that was the plan and the best reason for this expedition. Then again, I love watching the skies, not matter where I dwell or lie, so all and all, even if I would never find that perfect spot, or finding too many of them, which would most likely be the dent, in my whole plan. So, as I sit and the lands scan, with my eyes, open wide, I am sold of the landscapes so totally bold, captivating my heart and soul that whatever the place is in front of me, I am total sold, of the beauty of it all and content to just sit and admire, the only desire, to never land as this is the perfect spot, sitting up here on the wing, and looking down in utter admiration, never getting bored.
Dreaming (WWW)
”I am always dreaming, of travelling, to other lands” Gun Roswell
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Dreaming
Siting on the window sill, feeling, a strong will
Inside of me, to embark, on a journey, but still
I only keep dreaming, as life, seemingly
Will not give me even once an opportunity
To venture out there, where:
The skies are so much bluer
The people are completely fewer
The sun always shines
And the places are so fine
So, here I sit, on this same place
Where time and life in the same way stays
Never daring, only hoping, wishing and dreaming
That one day, just maybe, soon, I will dare
To venture, out there
High above the clouds (WWW)
”I am always dreaming, of travelling, to other lands” Gun Roswell
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High above the clouds
Wing side, high above the clouds, en route, destination unknown
Boldly going, where no one, well not me at least, has before gone
Flying solo and completely off the grid, turned off even my phone
That alone, should indicate, my willingness, to travel and that I have grown
So even if this money which I borrowed, and this time is only on loan
I am finally going. towards the destiny, chosen a long time a go
Still, safely, following the route, of the preprogrammed drone
And then, once and for all, daring to venture, out there, on my own
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