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“The things you see, when you open your eyes” Gun Roswell

Things you find

Buy me!

In the window of a
Shop, something made me suddenly stop, an
Odd little thing, flapping, in

The window, made of plastic
It looked so sad, and I was just glad
I found it before anyone

Else. Rushing into the store
I wasn’t so sure, if I even
Had money with me to

Buy the tiny little thing
But as I looked at it, it
Made my poor heart sing

So I pulled out my
Card, not so smart, alas I had
To buy that pink thing!

Posted in Haiku

“The things you see, when you open your eyes” Gun Roswell

Things you find

Blue passage

A door way painted in
The coolest blue, heavily guarded it is
Not, alas, a key you

Need to get inside, into
The divine, which lies behind, the door
Painted all in coolest blue

But if the key you
Manage to find, then consider this an
Invite for you, then enter

Do, you are the few
Allowed to see, what lies behind the
Door painted in coolest blue

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“The things you see, when you open your eyes” Gun Roswell

Things you find

Back to the drawing board

When planning infrastructure for the
Masses, a seemingly easy task to do
Go out there and put

Up a pole, make sure
You have enough wire, to get the
Electricity crackling for all those

Who are in dire need
Other wise your favourite TV show will
Not be shown on the

Tiny black box on top
Of the table in your living room
And the cold cool drink

Will turn up in the
Kitchen sink, tasting bland because it’s hot
And not a cooling beverage

After all, and what about
That fan on the window sill, do
You feel ill, too hot

Because it won’t turn on
For someone forgot to plan electricity for
Your dwelling of a home