“It’s a valid ride, for the day at least right?” Gun Roswell
Four Wheel Drives I Guess?
Four wheel drives
Of a different kind
Manual propulsion
With a little compulsion
Slowly getting nowhere
And then again, everywhere
Usage from ages zero
To the top one hundred
You can be a hero
Or a little weirdo
As long as you keep pedalling
The flow of adrenaline
Will keep you moving
Your condition improving
Hear the crowds cheering
As you are nearing
The finish line
“Take a ride on the merry-go-round, something perhaps lost there to be found, a childhood or a reason for some fun?” Gun Roswell
Life on a Merry-Go-Round
Life is easy as pie
Life is a piece of cake
Oh, for heavens sake,
Life, life is never easy or a piece of cake or pie!
If you believe that, then, my dear friend,
You are living a lie 😉
Life, is more, like a merry-go-round
You get lost, and then again found
Life, can make nice noises and great sounds
But you might end up chasing your tail, like a hound
When in the front seat, you may be pushed, to the background
Riding a high horse like a queen or king, you may be uncrowned
And when you mess around
Be prepared to be driven to the ground
So, stick rules of the playground
Do and say something profound
Never leave too far from the compound
And never, never let yourself to be spellbound
Life is, a play, of merry-go-round
“An old school kind of a vessel, travelling on the rails no less, a tram they call it!” Gun Roswell
T is for the trams of the streets
Using electrical power to feed
Step onboard the old school transport
Into the past you’ll teleport
Travel around the city in style
Going slowly it may take a while
Observe the sights and people
When going home, tales you’ll have a handful
“Coffee, never could say no to a single cup of the stuff, or a few more of them” Gun Roswell
C is for coffee so good and delightful
When you drink it it’s almost freight full
After one, there is the other, loosing count, then back to null
Getting hooked on the sweetest of drinks
Can be as mind blowing as letting the liquid sink
Coffee is the thing, which makes your heart want to sing
Drink it alone, drink it in company, drink it where ever you go
“There is poetry in everything” Gun Roswell
“A doughnut a day, will make you slay?” Gun Roswell
D is for doughnuts never to pass by
They may be fattening and you’ll end up in a sigh
Just eat, enjoy, take another and smile
Tomorrow is another day for hardship and strife
Let the sugar and cream make you feel good inside
For sometimes it’s good to let it go and enjoy life
“Them shoes, them shoes! It is totally true – one can never have enough of shoes!” Gun Roswell
Shopping for Shoes
Shoes of all shapes and sizes, some for free or even for bargain prices, colours vary as do the heel height, but no matter, you will always fine the right fit, at least, that is the hope of the day finally here, the one dedicated for simply shopping for shoes!
And so, hitting all the possible stores, which carry these marvels of lore, them shoes, them shoes, win or lose, just have to choose.
The day long, but feeling quite strong, after a good nights sleep, somehow, as the dreams filled with all kinds of footwear and so daring and bold, getting a foothold (pun certainly intended) amongst the rush of all the other shoe fans, hitting the same places.
But no matter what, I have to trust, there will be a pair or two for me to find, in the wide ocean filled with shoes and those whom so desperately seek for the perfect ones, or twos, or more, as more is always more, no matter what any philosophically inclined person might state.
And so, before the day ends, I will keep on seeking, for them shoes, them shoes perfect for me, or then settle for something almost that!
“Easter time, which might just be the only time it’s okay to put all of your eggs in one basket, am I right?” Gun Roswell
Easter Time
After all them painted eggs and painted faces
The littlest of the witches ever so nervously paces
Since soon, out the there, into the wide unknown world
She needs to go, fly, like a small bird
Why?
Simply, and just because
For, at least now, there will be a pause
When the celebration of Easter time
Will soon enough, be over – fine
Until next year then
When she a little more time can spend
With us mere mortals
On this other side, of the portal
“There is nothing wrong with winter, as long as you get to spend it on a warm summers island in the sun” Gun Roswell
Winter Fun 1
In the early morning hours, it all started, supposedly it was to be just a few showers, but it kept pouring well into the end of day and the darkness.
The snow of it all! A total down fall. Winter fun? they said, Come join in the ride of a sleigh! Yeah, what we did not know back then, that there was hell to pay!
And, as suspected, the fun did not last very long, as the wintry snow was for us far too strong, to handle on the yards, on the roads and all that which followed in tow.
All the equipment and heavy machinery could not make it in time, plowing it all away, which would have been fine, but it just kept coming down. More and more and more.
Each and every single day, when eventually not even a sleigh could pass through. The white stuff piles growing higher all around, where there had been one or a few, now
more than even the mightiest dragon could slew. Fire! Yeah, that was the thing needed, and where was the sun? Not enjoying the wintery fun, that was for sure!
So, each and every day, we keep on trying to push the snow away. Alas, we are all growing weary, and even the temperatures keep going down, so scary, that no one anymore leering.
No signs of spring or summer, what a bummer! Even if the old almanac on the wall, has a picture of sunshine installed. No, it is all so totally wrong! Oh, winter thou art a heartless bitch!
Posted in Fabulous Friday
“After a really hectic week, I hate going out on a Friday evening, so I’ll always opt for a night at home” Donna Air
Fabulous Friday!
A new day
A new weekend
A new leaf
A new beginning
A blank page
I am, in center stage
On my way
My vision quite clear
People looking, in disbelief
As I am swinging
Down the street
Sounds of pops and crackles
Letting out a chuckle
Heading towards the harbour
The fireworks beginning
Feeling like I’m winning
Found the new location
Time for a celebration
For new sensations
Time for fun and play
To the rhythm starting to sway
Music and laughter
Not feeling the dafter
Only joy and being alive
Time for a high five
Let’s all have a ball
Posted in Fabulous Friday
“I understand what’s it like to work all week and on Friday night just want to go and leave your brain at the door, buy some popcorn and be thrilled by something” Don Cheadle
Have A Gorgeously Fabulous Friday!
Leaving the working week far behind
I really have no idea how I ever survived
Fabulous Friday knocking at the door
Awaiting to carry me to a different shore
A glittering sequin dress, a pair of high heels
This is as good as it gets and feels
Leave your sad face and the bad place
Awaited Fabulous Friday is finally here
Prancing, dancing
Singing, winning
There is no stopping us
Well, not at least until the bus
Has arrived to take us home
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