Windows and Doors?

“So many windows to open , but no doors in sight! Guess there is a slight chance to escape through the open cracks of said windows?” Gun Roswell

A window, facing, the open sea

Allowing, a whole new world, to be seen

Do not try, from the life, outside, to hide

Open the window, and let the breeze inside

Enjoy the sounds and smells

Even the sunlight and thundery rain

Follow the birds, and their play

Soon, from the window sill, you’ll never leave again

Colourful it may be, from the outside

But what is hiding inside, may not be, so divine

Darkness and shadows, lurking in every corner

Huddling figures, afraid, alone, nothing normal

Open the window, let in the thundering storm

It may be followed, by a few drops of rain to fall

Sunshine surely to follow, shining light into the hollow

Take a peak, outside, you’ll realise, there is no need to hide

The open door

“There is something about an open door, wanting to take a quick look inside, even if there is no invite” Gun Roswell

The open door

The door, remained open, as if left on purpose so

The invite perhaps left there for anyone passing by to cypher, to enter of not

As only the bold would most likely jump on the opportunity

Even if this was not a big city and most people knew the other

But, for the stranger, the new one in town,

This would be one of the few chances of taking a look around

Seeing how the locals lived, and with what kind of trinkets their home was filled

As there is a little peeping person in all of us

Simply wanted their curiosity to get satisfied

And so, the daring passenger from a foreign land

Decided it was the invite to take a peek, see what they can

From the doorway though, never really daring to enter

After all, respiting the privacy of others, was essential

Just check behind the open door

“Welcome to have a look-see, our door is always open!” Gun Roswell 

Just check behind the open door

No locks, no stops, nothing there but the doors, which are open, twenty-four seven, at least so the sign says, so go on, don’t be afraid, simply step inside, no need to wait for an invite, just remember to be polite, once you have arrived, take a look around, maybe take a seat, stay a while, the people living there will give you a smile, their antics never vile, but don’t stay too long, because you know what they say about houseguests, who may try to overstaying their welcome 😎

Gated Entrances

“Open the gate and step into the wondrous worlds hiding behind them” Gun Roswell

Gated Entrances

The secrets within, are kept hidden, from prying eyes, which all over do spy. But for a selected few, those who dare and do, the invitation is open for whenever they choose to get through and become the daring adventurers which made of are legends. And if getting your name in history, then this is the group you want to be joining in.

Stepping through gated entrances, has its advances. For those daring to take the trip and go and seek, whatever secrets may lie behind the curtains neat. And that is the would be feat for those few peeps. After all, there are no others there blocking the doors so whatever the places have in store, most certainly is no bore and that is for sure.

But, there is a far warning attached here too, and signing it, well, there is really no-one to sue. Because there are dangers out there too and those chosen few, are facing them each time while stepping through a gate. So, if you are one of those who do hesitate, then maybe this is a trip you should not take. Rather leave it to those daring venturers, who fear nothing, not even the odd chance of never returning from a place.

Archways to some new places

“Exploring the unknown, through the many open entrances, archways and other kinds of open doors” Gun Roswell

Archways to some new places

Make the choice, if you haven’t already, and do, step through, the archway of a doorway to the unknown. There is nothing more adventurous than to embrace the new, coming through, this mysterious doorway, the ancient archway, the highway, to many adventures, across the ages, so feel free, to be, quiet daring and go already! The door is closing soon, just before the turn of noon, so make it quick or you will miss this once in a lifetime opportunity. But hey, don’t take my word of this all, as you may or may not have a ball, while travelling through the means of this, mystery portal, to whatever lands or vistas your imagination may inspire, and then you will be spending your life on the wire, but then again, you could end up on some alien world, as the portal by mistake had you hurled. Never mind, just try to be kind and keep in mind, this is an adventure of all time, so embrace it all, with a fine-toothed smile, or at least, a small smirk.

Doors, Entryways and Gates

“Remember, to check behind each and every door, open and even closed, then only, will you find, that which, you seek“ Gun Roswell

Doors, Entryways and Gates

The darkened wooden door, most likely, had something special in store
Shut close, tightly, even, if the red car up front, was in the sunlight gleaming brightly
The short clotheslines, filled with every day garments, of lived lives
But, when trying the handle gently, there was no granted, entry
All the secrets, of those dwellers inside, continued to remain, in the hide
The bright cream coloured house, with an off white entryway 
Planted pots evenly placed alongside, the narrow and tall stairway
Almost scenic in view, alas the entrance to the house, was reserved only, for a few
Alas, there was no sign, no written words, nothing, even slightly suggesting
That the odd visitors, were welcomed, to this, fine local home
The blue painted gate, lead the weary traveller, to speculate
Was there something there, to be seen, here, at the gate and in between
The yard totally sparse, and the house of the gate was protecting
Lacking any kind of locks, soon enough, the traveller, inside did trot
Then, quickly crossing the yard, in just a few steps smart
Knocking, on the door, with anticipation, but eyes headed, towards the floor
Soon enough, the squeaky sounds indicating the opening
A small and timid crack only, but still, quite inviting
The traveller softly and slowly stepping, to the darkened inside
After all, at this point, turning back, was not an option
And from now on, the best bet, really is, to just keep going, on