An alien looking construct

“The unicoloured monochromatic construct reaching for the dark skies… could this be built by ancient aliens or simply futuristic humans?“ Gun Roswell

An alien looking construct

Touching the sky, ever so lightly, and perhaps because of that it is radiating the brightest of lights, even with the material concrete, but it is no more or no less illuminating, reflecting ever so softly, all that pretty light from the above skies.

Some say, it was built by ancients from the very past, built so it would last the testament of time, while others claim in one loud chime, that it just popped up there only yesterday like child’s play, but it does not really matter when or whom it was which structured the building, not painted or guilds, as it certainly is a beacon for us all, standing ever so tall.

So, what remains for us mere mortals to do, is to simply look up and this construct adore, give it the adoration it deserves and bask, bask away in the guiding light as it all blurs, into the surrounding neighbourhood.

Cool Blue Hue up and into the Skies

“The blues are in control, now and forever, covering the buildings and the skies“ Gun Roswell

Cool Blue Hue up and into the Skies

Glass on the walls, glass on the floors, glass even covering the doors and roof, as there is clearly proof, while the skies of blue, are slowly but surely taking over the tall and proud building, trying to reach for heavens, and now, it found the way, to the ever lasting blues.

But, this is not a bad thing as the blues will totally make those dwelling inside to sing, the blues but in a cool calming tone, chilling and elating everyone to the core. Alas, fear not as it is all very good, the feelings and sensations coming from the above.

The blues, can be a song, or a colour most serene, even a feeling when you want to dream, and during that time you are seeing, perhaps the future of a blue hue, living inside of it in a tall glass building, the blue cool skies scraping.

But then again, you may just want to dwell inside the blue, no matter of the place exists up in the skies or down on the very ground, it’s all perfectly good, as life in the blue should be just the way you choose, without too much confusion getting in the way.

Ancient homes still standing bold

“They are built to last, out of stone, from the past, carved with pride, for the durance of time“ Gun Roswell

Ancient homes still standing bold

They stand there, partly broken, but somewhat in tact, the materials used for building, had ensured they would last, so that now those of us historically inclined, can stand here and them admire, at least until such time, that they might expire, but the doubt it will happen in our lifetime, or even the next is very high, as most likely, these dwellings, made for living, commerce and even worship, will be there for the foreseeable future, even it them we would no longer nurture. But for now, there is no debate of that, rather the simple fact remains, that we, need them to preserve and make sure of so many more generations to come, this, our history, our legacy, will survive and then we can pat ourselves on the backs of a job well done, and stand there in awe to admire the end result. The beauty of the past, whether a painting, a statue or even a brick, is worth our attention, and so, we do go on admiring and making sure, there will be so much more under our watchful preservation.

Mundane Monday in red

“Mundane Mondays are the best” Gun Roswell

Mundane Monday in red

When the mundane Monday raises its grey and dull head
Why not sprinkle some fun and colour up in the air instead
Maybe put some deep red on an old house
Otherwise sticking out like a sire louse


Even paint the barn door
In the colour most of us adore
And when completed all them upgraded and some leftover paint remains
Head on, to the garden and slap on a coat of smarting
Onto, the tiny windmill, always giving the chill, even warning
When the wind blows or then if it sometimes storms
So, now, definitely going strong
Simply because, red, has the perk on
This mundane Monday, not any more glum
But really starting to be fun!

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“Always keeping up the facade” Gun Roswell

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A messy situation

When the summer arrives
Rest assured, there will be some vibes
And not the good kind you’ll see
As all the streets as torn in to pieces

There are pipes or cables to be laid
The tram routes to be straightened
Something else, which I just now cannot think of
But surely, there is no corner, not ripped off

The busy city centre streets in summer
There is only one word to describe it: Bummer!
But somehow we, the dwellers, still manage
To run, walk and shop, around in the messy facades, as we have lots of courage

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“Always keeping up the facade” Gun Roswell

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A clean build

A tall, very old building in the middle, of the street corner
It was built there, just a little before, the starting of the very old wars
It has seen it’s share of things, witnessed many changes
But never, not even once, has it given up, it’s really greatly maintained facade
Pristine, clean, cool, clear, nothing to hide, nothing to fear
It may look rather majestic, but the essence, is pretty simplistic
Take a look, take an picture, it does not mind
As long as you leave, in silence and peace and leave, nothing of yourself behind

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“Always keeping up the facade” Gun Roswell

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Blue on blue

Fading, into the bluest of skies
Is, the towering building, ever so high
It’s cool exterior is quite the facade
And whom ever designed it, was quite adverse with the arts
So many floors, so many windows
As to whom lives there, no one really knows
You can go in and find out
By knocking on each door or even shout
“Who are you people living in this cool house?”
And maybe, someone will respond or maybe not
But if you really like the looks of the building
Then maybe, you can try to move in

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“Always keeping up the facade” Gun Roswell

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Yellow and black on the top

The importance to keep up the good facade
Every season, changing the colour of the house
But keeping up with the camouflage
Is proving to be quite an art
Yellow is a great choice for summer
But the white or light grey is more of a bummer
When preparing for the upon coming winter time
And then there is the dark period
Which may lead the house to rot
But be prepared to paint it quickly
Before the rain and wind start sticking
To the walls and doors, even through the floors
A darkish hue, is the most likely clue
To protect the facade from the elements
Until its time to jump into the greater events