Middle of the week

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“The Mid-week blues is once again going around” Gun Roswell

Early morning
The day still dawning
I am yawning 

Too damned early
For any kind of bird
And even for the worm

Back to sleep is not an option
Better prepare a caffeine concoction
To get my gear up and running

Too dark, too cold
Winter day, well, I’m not sold
Stepping out feeling bold

But the it hits me
Like a wall there be
Cold air cannot breathe

Running to the car
But cannot get too far
Now i figure this wasn’t smart

Everything is frozen solid
This is certainly no time to frolic
Running inside in a panic

Today is a day best spent indoors
Closing all shutters and doors
Maybe a warm fire will settle the score

Minus twenty seven degrees
Will make you sneeze
In your footsteps to freeze

And wish for those hot summer days
Which just a few months ago left you in dismay
Now wishing they would have stayed

Weather, can’t beat it, ever!

Blue

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“Nature reflecting my state of mind, just please, be kind!” Gun Roswell

Blue, the colour of nature
Frozen in a moment, the eternal torment
What’s happening in my mind

Sunset Boat

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“The slow pace of the motorised vessel towards the setting sun.” Gun Roswell

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Take that axe
Off your back
Just, sit down
And then, relax
And I’ll bet
A bluest of sunsets
By the seaside
You’ll never forget
You wil be able
To see

Blues across the board abroad

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“Looks gorgeous doesn’t it, even if it is all blue.” Gun Roswell

Sailing, into the blue, to cure, all, of my sad blues, unfortunately failing, now continued sailing away, in the blue, as it seems to be eternal, for us, chosen few.

Boat ride on a low tide

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“Romantic, or just absolutely fantastic, when on a boat ride at low tide, during the setting sun” Gun Roswell

Boat ride on a low tide

On a river, the wind making me quiver
But only slightly, as I am still smiling
My best person at my very side
And the setting sun, painting the skies
This moment certainly could not get any better

The slow hum of the vessel’s engines
Serving as music of the angels
For the small group of travellers
Who had been lucky to get a ride
Across the dark and mystical river
At the end of a perfect day full of adventure

Soon it would be totally dark
Only light to guide our path would be the stars
But for now, the show by the sun
Was the utmost and complete fun
And the promised dinner at a local haunt
Was soon becoming in full view at the front

Steering the vessel to the end of a short pier
Even in the darkened night there was nothing to fear
The laughter of al the passengers sharing a joke
Filling the night air, by the time of dock
Debarking the small boat and a short walk later
Seated at the restaurant, with drinks and food on plater

The perfect night, with perfect company to spend
Life as I know it could not get better, until eventually
l this all has to end

Blue in monochrome

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“Feeling all kinds of ways…” Gun Roswell

Blue in monochrome

That moment of blue soon to descend
When the sun on the sea finally lands
Having been watching, waiting, hoping
Only for the darkness and the blues
The blues in so many coloured hues
Upon the small me to blend

Blue in complete motion

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“Blue like the wide clear ocean, blue like the highest skies, as is my memory in motion” Gun Roswell

Blue in complete motion

The ocean, turned to a cool blue
As if deriving it from the sky’s hue
The sun was still shining
Us towards nature entwining

It was a perfect of blues for us few
Who had felt the presence of the colour
And then smelling its eternal odour
For our whole lives having been revolving around blue

And now it was once again beckoning
Us toward the total most reckoning
Being united with the blue
Now and forever feeling the true blue hues

Waters (one)

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“Splash into the calming blue hues or crystal clear creek ever so inviting” Gun Roswell

Waters

Sun shine
Life is fine
Cool blues
With a touch of
Turquoise
Sun tanners
On their sun beds
Set as decoys
A picture so vivid
As the waters liquid
Buy this image?
Maybe,
But lately
It has only
Rained 😉



to travel

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“to travel broadens the mind, to some extent“ Gun Roswell

to travel

ah, to travel and see the world

land, where ever you’re hurled

into a soft comfy bed get curled

find out all the gems and pearls

it’s almost, 

like living in a dreamworld

The seating with the blues

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“The weather is quite blue, the skies, the ocean all in the same hue, so why not a seat too!” Gun Roswell 

The seating with the blues

The day started under signs of calming and wonder, as the skies indicated nothing but blue hues all the way, reflecting the mood, if not so down, then at least no up or downward frowns, only thoughts of could be’s and what if’s in the mind, as good days or positive thoughts seemed to have been hard to find, at least lately, despite the calm of the surrounding blue to be found most times, as the blues was the constant for most days.

So, on this day, taking a chance, without too much of a stance, as resistance usually was on the futile end, as said, most days, behaving more like a Borg drone than anything else was the mode of operandi. Still, today it all seemed somewhat different and up beat even on many levels, because today’s promise of sunny day, under the shade and in a remote seat, in the colour of blue, was the premise made to lure out there, outside of the house.

So, headed out, without, further doubt, heading set to the destination coordinates and with that in mind, setting aside all fear, content on getting to the blue hued seating area soon enough and then enjoying the day without further though of being out there, fear gone, disappeared to the soothing, of blue.