“Yes, cats do understand poetry quite well, as a matter of fact, those felines be quite the poets and poetic as well! Just, listen to them spell!” Gun Roswell
Cat with various stripes smiles
Patrolling its territory large, no one denies
Afterward, nap time awaits winner
And then, a delicious dinner, with fish
“Floating an a cloud” Gun Roswell
Above
Mountains below seem so low
When watching from my ivory tower down
Clouds as curtains I bow
“Floating an a cloud” Gun Roswell
Above (haiku)
Mountains below seem so low
When watching from my ivory tower down
Clouds as curtains I bow
“None too even, are they” Gun Roswell
Trio
The on in the middle
Clearly the leader, with soldiers on side
Do not mess with history!
“Dreaming in black and white”
Windowsill
Photographic portraits from yester-year
A view to die for, or kill
Dreaming, it’s all in Technicolor
“What’s behind the door?” Gun Roswell
Blue door
Step in through the door
In the colour of blue, that is
If you dare, did I
Give you a scare or
Is your face so pale by nature?
So do let yourself inside
Who knows what scary things
You may find, after all, this is
A tale for the odd
And peculiar people, who like
To dabble in the adventures beyond an
Explanation from this world maybe
Even horror or some sort
Of supernatural thing, which will make your
Heart sing, until it it
Pops out and lays still
On the ground until you pop it
Back, and all is well.
Again?
Posted in Haiku
“All those streets travelled while on the roadside…” Gun Roswell
Streets travelled
Seats out of the blue
Painted in the same hue, a cool
Respite, to take a seat
Sitting down, feeling the cooling
Sensations, like diving, in to an ocean
But in a seat at
The bus stop, where all
Other people sit, as I start to
Fantasies of the waters waves
I realize people start to
Stare, some giving me an evil glare
And I realize I am
Moving my arms in a
Fashion of swimming, or who am I
Kidding, it’s a dream, it
Seems, but I don’t care
I feel fine and I continue until
I reach the sandy shore
Posted in Haiku
“Step into my parlor, through the arch way…” Gun Roswell
Arches and entrances
Rainbows for all, please enter
Take a long stroll, under the lights
Under the arches, explore it
All, highs and lows, the
Building so tall, you can take a
Lift up or down, or
Choose to walk the stairs
Searching all the lairs, hidden to be
Found, and feel so proud
Posted in Haiku
“Step into my parlor, through the arch way…” Gun Roswell
Arches and entrances
Protecting from the scorching sun
A pergola with shade, and maybe a
Cooling drink, in to a
Chair you can sink, do
Nothing think for a moment or more
It is time to explore
The surroundings at ta later
Point, after cooling down, for a while
Under the shady flowery arch
Posted in Haiku
“The things you see, when you open your eyes” Gun Roswell
Things you find
Table for two
A table set for two
Under the mid day sun, for lunch
Or maybe a late breakfast
Two plates of warm dishes
Two plates of cold cuts, seem too
Much? Maybe invite a third
Wheel, but beware, they may
The attention steal, even the food will
Disappear, before your fill you
Are able to get, better
Just settle for the duo today, then
Have a party for four
On some other warm day
Rantings Of A Third Kind 