Posted in Haiku
“On the green pond, I sit and ponder” Gun Roswell
Pond
On the lush green pond
I stare at the water and ponder
What would life be if
A fish or flower would
I be instead of this human corps
What if I was to
Dive in, would I turn
Or stay the same? Maybe changing would
Be the best option now
Posted in Seat Sunday
“So many seats to choose from” Gun Roswell
A seat in black and white
A chair,
So comfy
When seated,
You hear
The “umpf”-ies
None too wide
None too narrow
Just perfect
For any kind
Of derrière
Once you seat in
It will take you for a spin
Into the la la lands
Like laying on soft sand
The power
Of this chair
So deep
You want it
For your lair
Sleep in it
Eat in it
You will never
Get another
Like this
Posted in Haiku
“Hailing a ship, may sound easy” Gun Roswell
Ship ahoy!
Ship, ship, please, do stop!
I want to step on board and catch
A ride, sail on the
Ocean, with the best of
Them, but alas, I am a mere
Hitchhiker, of the waters, and
Trying to catch a ride
Is very hard, but please pick me
I will work so hard!
Posted in Haiku
“Solitary is a mood and a place” Gun Roswell
Solitary sailing
Sailing in my tiny dingy
Across the open seas, as far as
I can be, I have
No schedules and no one
To tell me I cannot do it
For I am sailing solo
Posted in Haiku
“Collision or just bad parking?” Gun Roswell
Head on
A head on collision at
The parking lot happened, two cars
Face to face, neither of
Them budging, toe to toe
Like two of foes, who will win
Or maybe, just bad parking?
Posted in Haiku
“Two of the same kind” Gun Roswell
Duo
Totally the same but not
They look alike, but they are different
Can you tell them apart?
They were created the same
They were brought up, by same parents
They were always the two
But there is a slight
Difference, if you look carefully enough, you’ll
See it as clear as day
Posted in Haiku
“Looking into an completely alien world” Gun Roswell
Alien world
In to a new alien
World, in your dreams you were hurled
A place so sacred, only
A chosen few, are allowed
To visit, look around, all around, what
Do you find? Be careful!
Look at the highest skies
On to the lowest grounds, try to
Remember what you see and feel
The sights, the sounds, the
Fragrants around you, see, remember, for this
Is once in a life
Time trip, without any return
Posted in Mundane Monday/Haiku
“Fluffy little things aren’t they” Gun Roswell
Cloud formations
Animals and flowers up there
Painted on to the blue nature’s canvas
Alas never for long last
Posted in Mundane Monday/Haiku
“Fluffy little things aren’t they” Gun Roswell
Cloud formations
Looking, like a large bird
Maybe it is an alien mother ship
Or just one super-human flying
Posted in Mundane Monday/Haiku
“Fluffy little things aren’t they” Gun Roswell
Cloud formations
Something bright through layers peaking
Is this the odd object you’re seeking?
Then hurry up, it’s gone!
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