“Sometimes, walking won’t do.” Gun Roswell



They are motorised
Some may even tantalise
All vehicles great and small
Some faster, some crawl
Dented or ship shape
You cannot escape
Stopping and glaring
With nostrils flaring
“I want one!”
“Choose and pick, which ever you may fancy! Or then borrow it? But don’t steal, as that is just, wrong.” Gun Roswell
Owned by “Katri” as it clearly states on the back of the tiny blue car
She has really taken care of this piece of technology so far
Driven it all across the country and then some
And freely admitting, she and her friends really had a lot of fun
“Get it, sit in it, listen to music in it, meditate in it, or simply take it out for a spin!” Gun Roswell

I, Can Drive My Own Car?
Setting the scene
Pedal to the metal
Nerves unsettled
Giving it some gas
A little more for the blast
Overheating the machine
The engine is revving
Feels like heaven
Seeing is believing
The stress finally relieving
All the senses perceiving
No time to scoff
No time to fear
The moment is here
The road ahead, clear
Blast off!
Baby I can drive my car
Even though I’m not a star
Still I’m getting very far
Performance getting up to par
And maybe I love you babe
“The cars we drive say a lot about us – in my case, too small a boot and empty space on top” Gun Roswell
Driving my Little Car
They said I couldn’t
You said I shouldn’t
I thought I wouldn’t
But, now
Fading spots I see
In the rear view mirror
As my car and me
Down the road terror
Plough
Finally
Here I am
Where ever this is
Easily
I did drive
So do give me
A high five
“Driving, in retro style” Gun Roswell

Blue Buggy Car
In the street corner
A blue lonely bug
Just wanted a hug
Or a driver to take
On a road trip near a lake
Painted in blues
In all shades and hues
She matched the skies
But were her expectations too high
For where could she find
That one person so kind
Now all she could do is cry
A little while later
When all hope was almost lost
A tiny girl in pig tails
Turned up and stopped
She asked the tiny car,
Clearly very scared
“Why so sad
The sun is shining clouds are blue
Just like you
Shouldn’t you be glad?”
The bug answered:
“I am old
It makes me cold
Not fashionable
Nor lovable
Cannot find one soul
Who would drive me
To the lake or sea”
The little girl felt bad
Then had an idea and laughed:
“Have no fear
I’ll drive you my dear
Alone no more
Neither sore”
She then hopped into the bug
Luckily she was small because the bug was quite snug
Driving together to the sunset
Never each other going to let
“What does it matter if it’s an older model, it still works does it not? “ Gun Roswell

A Lada Car? For me?
When the need for any type of vessel
To transport you anywhere (well somewhere at least) across town
It does not matter whether it has the latest gadgets
Or even runs with gasoline, methane or beer (going green is always good)
But once you fall in love with a tiny blue thing (yes, thing is the best description for it)
It will certainly make your heart to sing (and make your wallet cry)
A blast from the very, very past
Some might say, and then gasp (they do that a lot don’t they)
But no matter what the others might think
Just let yourself into the comfy seat sink
Then push the petal (not entirely to the metal as it may break)
And glide down the road (or jump depending on how reliable your driving abilities are)
Now riding in a car built by an already forgotten super power
Does not make to feel like you have such great power
But this is a leisure drive after all (yeah, you really need it today)
So, just enjoy the time and make it a ball
Ride the blue painted bucked of metal to the sunset (well maybe to the beach within the hour)
And return the ride before you have to pay extra for the fun set
“Ride a mini cooper, the tiny four wheel vehicle and you never go back to a Volkswagen, or, what ever kind of car” Gun Roswell
Mini in blue with a flag on top, a Union Jack but of course!
A Union Jack flag, painted, on the very top of her head
Two white ‘go’ stripes, adorning, the hood ahead
Her headlights, big, bright and very shiny things, and yes, oh so metallic
As I continue listing all these qualities, I am getting so, so ecstatic
Darkest of blue, is the shiny coat she wears
Why don’t you, just take a peek inside, if you dare
(I know you want to, go ahead, it’s alright, she won’t bite, well, maybe, just a nibble!)
Lot’s of room, in this small, little gal is packed
Four seats, even ample storage, and a motor, in the back
She truly is, a complete package, of beauty and smart
This tiny, and little, old school mini cooper, is a totally and utterly, lovable car
“Sometimes one simply needs to take a road, leading to nowhere much, the journey the point, not the destination“ Gun Roswell
A road to nowhere
The red bus or the black taxicab, biking, hiking or even slow walking, it really does not matter which mode you just might be choosing
The main goal is not to goal, rather enjoy the journey ahead, no matter how hard or sad, there is always something to be taken away from all that
At the end the goal might just shine, but even if you won’t reach it, either in time or at all, the best of it all, are the gained friends, the memories in the brain’s store
“I like driving a car, to some place nice, where the roads are wide and nobody is around“ Gun Roswell
Riding a car, any car
The car is something of a contradiction, whether be it gas powered or having to stick it into the socket for refuel, but whatever the mode, it will have to make due, as sometimes long distances cannot be peddled away with a bike or two. And buses? Don’t get me started! Either they arrive as per schedule, or you wait an hour or few, and go back home stomping and feeling blue, as nothing planned got done due to the lack of not funds, but a rather a ride!
So, once you sit inside, put the gear shift to drive, there is no going back. Well, of course if you plan to return, then there is that. But, the trip has now started as the engine on the car has parted, from the safety of the home yard and now, it might go far, or then again, to the nearest shop, if that was the planned stop. So, wherever you want to go, in a car big or small, for now, just keep on riding, as tomorrow, well, who knows what is on the horizon.
“Rides of all kinds, are beckoning you to drive, at least, in your dreams” Gun Roswell
Cars, lorries and other driving vessels
Driving, is a form of meditation, especially, when on a very long haul, where sometimes even time will stall, where the calm of the empty highways, might just cause some unexpected smiling, when finally alone with ones own thoughts, causes a pause, from the daily life, and then to ponder as to the lived life, as there is nothing else to do, except the path ahead to ride.
But, if you are not prepared for that moody blue mood, and the thoughts while left alone, does not really yourself suit, and you really want to have some more fun than simply riding in silence and being totally stunned, then why not put on some travel music instead, and see where it all could lead. Maybe hum along the tunes of old and goldies, or then, rap along the modern sounds, but most importantly, the best thing to do is, to enjoy the ride.
In cars, lorries and other kinds of vehicles you can make the trip either short or even a long one, depending on what the motivated the plan in the first place, but then again, embarking on the ride just for fun, can easily be done.