The Bench Series: October: A Bench to Sit on

Posted on October 25, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Poetry and Photography
Posted in Travel Words Bench Photo Challenge, the Bench Series

“I don’t generally like running. I believe in training by rising gently up and down from the bench” Satchel Paige

A Bench to Sit on

I was looking for
A bench to sit on
What I hoped to score
Something close to a lawn
To lay my tired self
On a softer shelf

Then I saw it
The bench, made of stone
When I tried to sit
I felt it to my bones
Too hard for a fit!

Moving forward
I found one, made of wood
Maybe it wasn’t hard
Rather suitably good
Too soft for a fit!

So once again
I had to complain
But I knew, the right seat
Was just in reach
I just had to seek

A little while longer
As I moved along
The feeling now stronger
I knew it wouldn’t be long
I was close to finding
As I saw the metal shining

I finally found it
A bench made of metal
For me to sit
Soft as a petal
A purr-fect fit

Happy Place, At Sea (Part Three)

Posted on October 18, 2015 by Gun Roswell

PHOTO CHALLENGE: Happy Place
“This week, we want you to show us where you go to get your groove back”

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Happy Place.”

“Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony” Mahatma Gandhi

Happy Place, At Sea (Part Three)

Step into the vessel
Forget the pressure
When setting sail
And hitting that trail

Hoping for
The gail to stay away
For a smooth journey
With a gentle sway
On the ocean’s gurney

Happy Place, Seashore (Part Two)

Posted on October 18, 2015 by Gun Roswell

PHOTO CHALLENGE: Happy Place
“This week, we want you to show us where you go to get your groove back”

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Happy Place.”

“Very little is needed to make a happy life; it is all within yourself, in your way of thinking” Marcus Aurelius

Happy Place, Seashore (Part Two)

Happiness
Is a little stretch of emptiness
Of seashore that is

Sitting on the rocks
Watching the waves
Feeling the misbehave
Tossing shoes and socks
Walking to the waterline
Reminders of cloud nine
Sand between the toes
Silently uttered woes
Of never leaving…
…Paradise

Happy Place, Poolside (Part One)

Posted on October 18, 2015 by Gun Roswell

PHOTO CHALLENGE: Happy Place
“This week, we want you to show us where you go to get your groove back”

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Happy Place.”

“The most important thing is to enjoy your life – to be happy – it’s all that matters” Audrey Hepburn

Happy Place, Poolside (Part One)

Don’t worry, be happy
And yes, do make it snappy
I know you’re not in a hurry
And you needn’t worry
The happy place
You were looking for
Never really stays
In one place for too long
Don’t try to act like a nut
But get off your butt
Hit that road
Follow the toad

Oh, but wait!
Happiness starts at home
So, don’t hesitate
Get into the zone
Forget for a while the rules
And just dive into the pool

Photo Rehab, The Clinic: Week 41 Wrap Up

Posted on October 11, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Photo Rehab, The Clinic: Week 41 Wrap Up

“In December 2014, after completing the Photo101 course, I opened the Photo Rehab Event in this blog, a ‘healing clinic’, for all of us who love photography (hobbyists, amateurs, pro-shooters and enthusiasts) who missed the course and daily interaction with other photobloggers” Lucile De Godoy

Check out all the magnificent photographs for this week from Lucile’s site:

Week 41: Wrap up Photo101 Rehab

Also featured Rantings Of A Third Kind:

“Gun from Rantings of a Third Kind always offers us a treat: Poetry with Shadows and Autumn leaves, and more shadow captures”

Shadow Play in October Part One
Shadow Play in October Part Two
Leaves of October

Photo Rehab, The Clinic: Week 40 Wrap Up

Posted on October 4, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Lucile De Godoy hosting Photo Rehab, The Clinic

Photo Rehab, The Clinic: Week 40 Wrap Up

Check out all the magnificent photographs for this week from Lucile’s site:

Week 40: Wrap up Photo101 Rehab

Also featured Rantings Of A Third Kind:

Moon, Bloody Super Moon

September in Suburbia, Part Seven

September in Suburbia, Part Eight, Leaves

September in Suburbia, Part Nine, Leaves

Photo Rehab, The Clinic: Week 39 Wrap Up

Posted on September 27, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Lucile De Godoy hosting Photo Rehab, The Clinic

Photo Rehab, The Clinic: Week 39 Wrap Up

Check out all the magnificent photographs for this week from Lucile’s site:

Week 39: Wrap up Photo101 Rehab

Also featured Rantings Of A Third Kind

“Gun from Rantings of a Third Kind has been writing poetry and shooting the beautiful lights, colors, shadows and reflections of autumn.”

Following posts from this week included:

September in Suburbia, Part Two

September in Suburbia, Part Three

September in Suburbia, Part Four

Caturday: Rulers of the World

Posted on September 26, 2015 by Gun Roswell

In honour of Caturday

Photo credits include: Miranda Kuusisto, Jessica Solingius and Minttu Gustafsson

“I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat” Edgar Allan Poe

Caturday: Rulers of the World

They run your world
Despite whatever you heard
Twisting you around their tall tails
Urging you to run on nails
You will jump when they hail
“Yes Ma’am” you hear yourself say
When they approach you with a sway
And tell you it is time to play

Cats, are the rulers of the world
Sometimes you may hear yourself say “shit”
But you have to admit
You are loving every minute of it

Camera Lucida: Autumn Lane

Posted on September 22, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Photography and Poetry: Camera Lucida Photo Challenge

Week Eleven: Autumn Lane

“By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer’s best of weather And autumn’s best of cheer” Helen Hunt Jackson

Camera Lucida: Autumn Lane

The view from my window
Almost like a suburban meadow
Nature growing wild and free
Only a glimpse of the road I see
The pathway to our house
Narrow and more fitting for a mouse
Black asphalt with a touch of green
Surrounded by colours more gorgeous
Than I ever seen
Mirror mirror on the wall
Which of the seasons
Is the prettiest of them all
Why Autumn of course
Such a nature’s force