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“Look back, all they way back” Gun Roswell

Three times the Ruins

The Amphi-Theatre

Only, in the city of Athens
Can you find, a theatre, on top of the ruins
The ghosts of all the ancient thespians
Playing their parts better than any one alive can

Listen,learn, and take a good long around
The buildings and mighty castles might haven been torn down
Pillaged, plundered, and even burnt to the ground
But inside these walls of history, there are secrets to be found

Sit down on the rock solid seats near
Wait a moment, for the actors to appear
Enjoy the play, of tales from the past
You can stay as long as you like,
For his performance will forever last

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“Look back, all they way back” Gun Roswell

Three times the Ruins

Marble on Turquoise

Marvel the marbles so pristine
Even after centuries, in the sunlight they gleam
The skies so blue, in every shade of hue
Sometimes turning into turquoise, maybe by choice
But stunning no less, I must confess

The ancient ruins, the pillars of knowledge
Just as knew and shiny like brought here from storage
Telling us all kinds of stories
From the past, until today, but never boring
Structures, architecture, just feel that texture

They don’t build them like they used to
That is one thing for sure!

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“Look back, all they way back” Gun Roswell

Three times the Ruins

View from up Here

Once you have climbed to the tallest of mountains
The view, from up there, is nothing short of breathtaking
City scapes of the ancient past, may not have long to last
But the tales of endless history, will even the evidence surpass

Sit a moment, enjoy the silence
Then listen carefully, of the whispers
Of all those, whom here before you have passed
They have left their mark, just look in the grass

The footfalls may have fainted, the buildings now tainted
But remembering the times of yester year
Means nothing ever will ever disappear
As long as we remember our own past, it will here forever last

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“The winged horsy animal” Gun Roswell

Pegasus

A study in ancient history
Will reveal more secrets beyond the imaginary
For example a white horse

With wings spread across the
Eternal skies, as he high up there
Flies, working for the gods

Of the legends now coming
To life, in the present, as the
Tale of the white horse

Keeps going on for seekers
And other fans of history, look up
You may catch a glimpse

Of the marble wonder horse
Running, flapping, gliding, across the universe proudly
Flying, never stopping for anyone

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“The winged horsy animal” Gun Roswell

Pegasus

Olympian true and true as
A champion for Zeus, the white winged
Horse, carried his duties for

The kingdom without any remorse
A true hero and a legend, the
Horse named Pegasus, rides again

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“The winged horsy animal” Gun Roswell

Pegasus

The mighty white stallion with
Wings on his back, flying around in
Ancient times like a bird

Descended from gods, made of
Shiny marble, a true marble for both
Modern times and of history

Ride it no one dares
Tame it, it will give a scare
Alas, well he did not

Fare, in the end into
Heavens did he ascend, joining his brothers
And the rest of gods

Narrow

“Narrow are the paths we travel” Gun Roswell

Narrow

The narrowest of streets I walk
No one here trying me to stalk
Only an alley cat at me will gawk

As I keep on going, fastening my pace
Looking forward to that new place
Because, for me, it’s always the chase
For something new and exiting
Something pleasant and inviting
For my mind and body, enticing

But what ever I find at the end
I know I wont long there spend
Because I know I usually tend
To leave, before the good things start

Coming or going?

“Heavy traffic on the tarmac” Gun Roswell

Coming or going?

Which way are we driving?
Are we coming or going or simply
Staying put in this place?

Seems no matter which way
The steering wheel is turned the vehicle
Only goes the opposite way

What are the options then
Run around in circles forever and ever
Or try to figure out

How to shift the gears
Take a step back and then try
To slowly move forward again

Uphill battle

“First you’re up then you’re down” Gun Roswell

Uphill battle

Up the steep hill struggling
My feet sliding on the slippery stones
Trying hard not to fall

Ancient ruins beckoning to be
Checked, have to reach the top or
It is a total flop

Breathing is heavy, so loud
The local fauna wondered what the hell
Is this ruckus all about

 

They all gathered to stare
As further up I climbed the stairs
Until finally I was there

Mama’s bar

“Fine dining today” Gun Roswell

Mama’s bar

Entering Mama’s bar with mouth
Ajar, drool running freely from the corners
As the smells assault each

And every sense I have
Anticipating the taste of servings so plenty
I am silently thanking the

One who into this wonderful
Sent me, knowing what my tastes would
Be as far as food

Would be concerned and knowing
How much I love the local cuisine
Today, I will certainly feast!