Photography & Poetry: Birds

Posted on July 9, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,

By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
“Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,” I said, “art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore—
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore!”
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”

The Raven EDGAR ALLAN POE

Birds

Face to face
Eye to eye
This was one race
Which could go awry

Standing there
Assessing me
Its glare
Devouring me

Without any warning
Flying across the air
Giving me the scare
Looking with scorning

No escape
Its mouth agape
It tilted its head
Quoth the bird “Polly wants a cracker”

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In Memory of the Finnish Summer 2015

Posted on July 9, 2015 by Gun Roswell

RIP FINNISH SUMMER 3.-5.7.2015

“People take pictures of the Summer, just in case someone thought they had missed it, and to proved that it really existed” Ray Davies

In Memory of the Finnish Summer 2015

Oh what a bummer
When the finnish summer
Died a quick death
Before we could catch a breath
You stayed here for three days
And inspired us in so many ways
You did not go quietly into that good night
But put up a good fight
With a thunder and heavy rain
You tried to ease our pain
Rest in peace our dearest one
Maybe next year we’ll have some fun
When once more
You will be reborn

Homage to Dr McCoy i.e. DeForest Kelley

Posted on July 9, 2015 by Gun Roswell

“I am a doctor, not a magician!” Leonard McCoy

Homage to Dr McCoy i.e. DeForest Kelley

I am a doctor, not a doorstop
I can go on nonstop
I am a miracle worker
Maybe even a tearjerker
Concocting cures for all ailments
I have the treatments
No matter if my patients
Be alien or human
Even if the Yeoman
Came down with the flu
I have the cure and the clue
On what to do
So maybe I am a magician
The premium edition
And even that green blooded
Gosh, darn, crud it…Vulcan
Has to admit it
And I am loving every damned minute!

Being a Red Shirt is never easy

Posted on July 9, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Ode to all Red Shirts, dead or alive

“He’s Dead, Jim” Dr McCoy

Being a Red Shirt is never easy

Wearing a red shirt
Feeling like about to get hurt
The target is painted on my back
No time for sleep or a snack
I know I am not really cherished
And quite soon to be perished
Since I am mainly used as cannon fodder
Even though I am none the odder
Than a yellow or blue shirted one
So, now my time has come
And with the beat of the drum
I will march into my doom
Proudly, staring into the gloom
After all it is my duty
And that is the beauty
Of being a Red Shirt

The Lighthouse

Posted on July 8, 2015 by Gun Roswell

“A ship on the beach is a lighthouse to the sea” Dutch proverb

The Lighthouse

Follow the light
Without a fight
And you just might
Have a journey
Without a plight
The beacon
Is the reason
Your vessel
Found its way
Without a hassle
Safely, into the bay

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The Finnish Dream

Posted on July 8, 2015 by Gun Roswell

“Do not cross the brook for water” Finnish proverb

The Finnish Dream

A cottage on an island
Preferably on the highland
Still near or in the city
No running water nor electricity
Not another soul in sight
If you dare to enter
You will soon be in plight
Because the center
Of each Finns existence
Is the calculated distance
From their neighbour
Preferably as far as the equator

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Images are from the capital of Finland, Helsinki; just a few kilometres offshore.

SL-WEEK 1: Selfie

Posted on July 8, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Challenge by SYLVAIN LANDRY

“But first, lemme take a selfie!”

Selfie

Strike a pose
Make sure it shows
Put on your face
Oddest of expressions
Trying doing it with grace
And leaving an impression
Click, click and click
Don’t forget the selfie stick
Camera at arm’s length
Can be a feat of strength
Save, crop send
To the social media trend
Sitting and waiting
For likes
How long is it taking?
I wasn’t faking
But yikes
And holy sh-t!
They really liked it!

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By the Seashore: Photography (The Clinic-Photo Rehab): Greece, Evia

Posted on July 8, 2015 by Gun Roswell

Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile DeGodoy

“The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever” Jacques Yves Cousteau

By the Seashore

I still remember
That one September
The bluest of skies
And it was warmer than July
The water clear and inviting
The air soft and delighting
Not a worry in sight
Everything quite right
In the distance
For an instance
A boat or two
Disappearing from the view
Most tourists already gone
Leaving us alone
Enjoying in peace
With a short lease
The last rays of summer

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Driving Barefoot

Posted on July 6, 2015 by Gun Roswell

“If you are not barefoot you are overdressed”

Driving Barefoot

A wrong set of sandals
Almost ended up in a scandal
While navigating in my car
Didn’t get very far
When I needed to change gears
Nearly caught by fear
When the footwear started to malfunction
Quickly driving to the nearest junction
Luckily getting there in one piece
But it wasn’t with ease
My heart caught in my throat
I swore myself this oath
I don’t want to be
Another flip flop fatality
Next time I will choose
More appropriate shoes
The rest of the way
In kind of a sway
And totally striving
As I was driving
Barefoot

Photography & Poetry: A Day in Nature

Posted on July 5, 2015 by Gun Roswell

“Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished” Lao Tzu

A Day in Nature

Sitting on a swing
Not worrying about a thing
Enjoying the simple life
Without a stinger or a strife
The air almost like silk
Time slowly passing by
Not one trouble in sight

Observing, watching, looking
What is nearby cooking

The hedgehog sipping it’s milk
The squirrel with it’s tail high
A bird gliding in mid flight
The flowers in the wind crooking

The clouds hanging softly in the sky
Exhaling, letting out a sigh
The last rays of sun on the skin
What a perfect fin
For a July summer’s day
The grass in a gentle sway

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