Cloudy and calm for the right reasons

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“The clouds are gathering in the skies, but that is not always a bad thing“ Gun Roswell

Cloudy and calm for the right reasons

The clouds might bring storm and rain, sometimes to the point of pain, but sometimes, they are good for cover too, shading from the extensive sunshine, when all you want to do is to quit the eternal smiling and be in a mood of grey, and having those clouds up there is a good as reason as any, to become a moody and broody someone with chips on their shoulders and doing lots of complaining, because nobody is able to act like a little miss sunshine for ever, as there just has to be a lever to be able to pull down.

So, bring on them clouds, in the cool and calming grey colours do us shroud, as often times, we need a little darkness, a little dampness and a little neutral hues in our lives. Because all the brightness of all the incoming messages from around the world getting totally smaller, the continued race of becoming shinier, newer and better, well, it’s all fine for a short while, but the constant running and being on the edge, will eventually lead to the ledge, and wanting to jump? Well, too much smiling might just cause that to happen to pause your life for a moment and look up, the clouds are here, to… cheer you up?

Calming waves across the shores

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“The waves licking the soft sands of the shores, oh so gently after the storm now passed“ Gun Roswell

Calming waves across the shores

The storm of plenty with thunder and lighting, lashing the rocks of the very shores where the one special soul was born, from the waves made of sand and salt, rising up onto its own too feet, not too steady at first, but after a moment of shaking legs, finding its bearings once comfortable on the soft bed of the beach and knowing, the world as a full, was just at its reach, as promised by those who came before and about this coming had preached, and so, restoring the harmony of the land and peace was all this being would be.

The adventure was just beginning for the one who had emerged from the raging waves of the sea, but from now on end, there would be, only calm across the lands chosen for this being to live on, as it was strong and could protect those who would fall under its domain, as the time of peace was upon. The only matter now was, whether those dwellers whom supposedly laid claim on the lands, would accept the offering of eternal peace, and giving up the lease of the land or die fighting in stead, surely a dilemma for them, but this one would not be swayed, as it was a give or take kind of a situation and never open for debate or question.

Autumn Vibes

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“The crispness in the air and frozen puddles of the mornings, the changing colours of nature, yes, Fall has arrived once again“ Gun Roswell

Autumn Vibes

The harbour quiet and void of people, as the vessels of summer’s fun had been towed into the safety of the solemn docks, anticipating the changing of the seasons, as the cold air landed without too much of a reason, it was simply that time of the year.

The seagulls however did not seem to mind, flying their usual rounds, albeit there were no fishermen, either working or hobbyist returning from their trips, as all their ships, were permanently moored to the docks awaiting the upon coming winter time, when the waters freeze over and the snow starts to fall, after all, this is Autumn time, ie. Fall.

Feeling a tad on the off side as strolling down the piers empty now, the hustle and bustle of summer gone now, the silence descending on the place, at least until one more day of warmth hits the skies, a reminder of the time past, but just that one day of fun, before it will be gone, at least for a few months, when all this will be covered with snow and ice, until next summer.

A day by the seaside to smile

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“A day or two by the seaside will make you brand new, that, is totally true, unless swallowed by a shark, har har😜” Gun Roswell 

A day by the seaside to smile

The one day of the year, waking up to the knowledge, that I am finally answering the calling, of the  waters some times storming, often times calm. But no matter what the weather will be like, I am still going to set my sails high, on the land still, and walk that long path, until I reach the beach, the shores of the sea. As today is my special day out there to flee, all my troubles and worries and get lost out there, at the sea, well, at least, staying on the shore and watching the sea, because without a boat there is only so far you can be. So the sandy beach, is enough for me to reach, that feeling of the ocean waves, the calming effect I am only able to get, while at the waters edge. And so today, I will my insides slay and become one with nature, let go off all that hatred, and when back home at the end of the day retuning, the constant churning of the inside is gone and for the next year, I can be somewhat calm, until at least the very next storm (enter smirk).

The blue sea and the red sky

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“The blue meets the red at some point in time, at least, up there in the high skies“ Gun Roswell

The blue sea and the red sky

It’s mostly in the coolest hues of blue, reflecting the same sooting emotions and shades onto the surface of the calm of the waters until the very edge, but sometimes even changing colours while raging in the shades of many kinds of greys.

But, when the night fall is upon, and the day is finally done, a streak of the most bright and colourful light will appear there in the midst in the very mix, which is nothing like the calming and mundane blue, rather in the colour of fire or rage, making it totally red.

It is certainly a spot, which will make you look, even if you simply love the sedative of the scene without too much of change in colour. But, this one, is a fiery one and it will only be there, for the fading moment and poof, it will be gone, until maybe dawn?

And when the bright spot of the day is gone, you do not have to be alone, as the blues and greys will always remain, shrouding you well into the night, without any fright.

Just passing by, that’s why

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“Just two ships passing each other by, in the very ocean wide” Gun Roswell 

Just passing by, that’s why

It was a calm and hazy early morning, as the two ships emerged without a warning, passing each other close by, as it was planned, but only on the fly. Sailing in from the opposite direction of one and other, only meeting in the middle of the inter section, they hardly had time to meet or even give a proper greet. As simply floating by the other, never touching, only glancing once, maybe twice. But there really was no time to say anything else let alone something nice to the other, as the flow kept on going and there really was no stopping it. A well known fact for both, as they knew that despite their slow motion, it was inevitable for the two of them to meet. But, there was nothing more of an option for them, except this on fleeting moment in time, seeing each other for the first and also last time, as the two slow boats, were just passing each other by, and maybe that was enough, and both of them could be just fine after the chance encounter, perhaps by design.

Fly by

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“There is a flyby, just about ever day now” Gun Roswell

Fly by

The annoying high pitch loud sound, was all around
And, the culprit once again, nowhere to be found
I looked all over, search the skies and the ground
But nothing or no one was there, to take the blame
And this was always the case, the mystery remained
As if it was some kind of a too funky game to play
Guess I was getting a little bit tired of this same old
Because it seemed these flybys we’re getting way bold
Still, once it was done, at least for the day so gone
Then I was safe and secure until the next day would dawn
But the mere thought of another irritating occurrence
Kept in my mind all through the night loudly churning
So, deciding that maybe I needed something be doing
Setting a trap and catching that menace once and for all
The annoying chirping flashing thing with flapping wings
So I did and set the culprit finally catch and set it behind
A door latched, but then as the gorgeous songs of sorrow
Began in the cage in knee I had done wrong, and correcting
My mistake was the only action I should quickly take
So letting lose the flyby cause, a bird quite small still
The voice loud and more, as it flew by me one last time
And all I the world seemed to be once again just fine
At least until maybe the next time with a sudden fly by
But hey, now I knew the cause and the next time
I would simply widely smile and give the huge applauds

There is sea water in my blood

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“There has always been sea farers in my family, seamen, sea-women, as even my grandmother was one, simply call them sailors as they sure did, sail I mean!“ Gun Roswell

There is sea water in my blood

The raging waters beckons me, to take a deep dive into the ocean wide
Why take the dive some might say, as the land is so much safer than the seaside
I simply reply: Because it is a part of me, the salty waters running deep within

There is no denying, the mermaid inside of me has risen finally
The dead give away? The fins where my feet before used to be
So, there is nothing to it, just rushing to the nearest harbour and dip
All of myself into the rushing waves, soon becoming my slaves
As I become one part of the whole, the one thing my heart stole
Even before the day I was born as this has always been my true self

So, no more dwelling in the role of a total land lubber
My feet are now almost like some kind of rubber
As I swim away from the safety of the familiar shores
And into the deep end of the life which is nothing like bore

To the journey

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“There is nothing like starting a new trip to somewhere you have never been before” Gun Roswell

To the journey

Exploring strange new places and boldly going where you have never been before. Hoping some new experiences to score while looking forwards what those new vistas for you have in store. Not to mention all the unfamiliar faces you might befriend while out there beyond the comfort of your own home.

The jitters of the unknown the moment you embark on that journey, which in planning had been for so long, even if deep down there somewhere you were fearing of the new things along the way, but still decided to stay strong. And with the motto of hoping for the best and preparing for the worst in case something would be to go wrong.

Well, this is the moment when you set sail, to all the strange places and hoping to land on some sandy shores, because what is a human being but someone who likes to explore? Maybe a homebody mostly, but that does not exclude the adventurous nature at all. Because getting on this journey is the fun part even if the destination, leaves you un-smart. Then again, there is always the next port to explore.

Thar’ll be pirates ahead!

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”I would most likely have been a pirate in them good and olden days“ Gun Roswell

Thar’ll be pirates ahead!

When entering the high wide and open seas, you’ll never know what you may out there see
It might just be something you totally seek, when getting familiar with them blue waters deep
Or then, it will be something so totally unexpected, and even in some major danger you will get

As you venture further along the unknown yet calming seas, many wonders you will encounter
Such as beautiful singing mermaids and other unknown sea creatures can be found around there
But despite their seemingly good willed natures, they might be shy or even human haters, so be ware

Still, the likelihood of running into a bunch of conniving and thieving, then make you the plank walking pirates in real time action
Is a much more likely to happen to you out there, as the so called real life is often getting to be much the same way as any kind of fiction
So whether you let your imagination run wild, or just facing the facts of something mild, don’t hold your breath as thar’ll be pirates on your left