“See the world in black and white, and a few greys too!” Gun Roswell

Travel in monochrome 

When travelling around the world
World, this nice round blue orb you were on to hurled
Hurled, like a whirl wind out of the blue
Blue, as is the colour of the sky’s hue
Hue, derived from the ocean so cool
Cool, as the wind which blows on the sea

Sea, which can be soft and hard at the same time
Time, is what takes you around the planet
Planet so colourful, yet so black and white
White, as the clouds hanging from above
Above, is where I would like to be sometimes
Sometimes, when all I see is grey
Grey, is the colour of this beautiful place

Place, which is at it’s best every single day
Day, when the clouds are raining
Raining, and the world turns to monochrome
Monochrome, so many colours, but only one
One. like this gorgeous place we live on

“Not all is glamorous in colour” Gun Roswell

Travel in monochrome

When all around you is in bright colour
Colour, which also has a pungent odour
Odour, which can be mostly nice
Nice, but when you look at it twice
Twice, may just be two times to much
Much as I love all the bright colours
Colours can also be these three
Three of the neglected ones
Ones which carry quite much
Much nuance as the other ones
Ones which are called grey

Grey and it’s sisters black and white
White is the perfect pristine one
One to co inside with the darker
Darker, darkest, call it black
Black as strong as night
Night, which fades in two grey
Grey which shimmers into all shades
Shades of the monochromatic rainbow
Rainbow with so many colours
Colours which are not visible
Visible to the naked eye at least
Least, just give them a try
Try on them for a size
Size so non existent it slims
Slims and makes you look so good
Good in black and white
White and then even some greys
Greys, which will then fade
Face away