“Especially during very warm weather, a good seat is a must” Gun Roswell
A single seat?
Or one designed for two?
In this heat
Who could want to be glued
To someone else’s skin
With clothes this thin
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Seat on a beach
“There is always room for one more, on this very seat, the seat, in the total shade” Gun Roswell
The midday, right in the middle, of the month of May
It might even be June or July, alas, the month is not the why
But rather, the shining of the sun and the glaring of the sea
And where, in the scorching heat, is safest to flee
Is it diving, into the water or maybe hiding, under a tree?
Or take cover in the cooling air-conditioned shop you see?
But what if you need to buy something
Even a the smallest thing, but forgot to bring
Your purse or any kind of method of payment?
Then no, you cannot enter the establishment
Because the option of loitering means banishment
Then, out there, in the far corner of the eye
There is something so familiar, your eyes spy
The contours of some kind of a furniture
No!, Could it? Is it? And right there, in the shade?
No, it simply cannot be true, what I see
A bench, a solemn respite, in the shadows, under a tree
I run as humanly possible in this heat
And as I reach it, i can clearly see it
Yes, it is the one simple saviour I have search
In this hour of afternoon sweat and cursed
But now, I simply forget it everything else
As I slump down on this heavenly seat
And boy, am I beat! I think, I might get some sleep!
A very special spot to sit on
“It’s cozy, inviting, it’s comfy, you can sleep in it, it’s a chair for sure, but yeah, something so special, life in it will be easy to endure.” Gun Roswell
Once again, time has been gone by in a whirlwind week, without much room to breathe, the lazy day is here, like it was just yesterday I was here, in the same place, the clock ticking away. But today, no matter what else there is to slay, work, tasks, life, I will take it easy and stay, in on single spot the whole day, no matter whom shall come a knocking on the door, ceiling or even the floor. I am not moving from my own designated spot.
And if someone would like to call me lazy for this single act of selfishness, then be my guest, as I really could not care less. As it said in the ancient song of the past, this one day, is my day of rest, and unless you have some other suggestion to make me rethink my current position, then please, leave me alone, seated in my special spot, from the zero hour on the dot, until another one strikes on the clock, my ass is not moving unless nature is calling, or then, if the house around me should be falling. This is my day to stay, immobile and for now, that is a status simply fine.
A small seat at lunch time
“The seat might be uncomfortable but hey, at least the food is great and nothing needs to be paid for (it’s all inclusive after all!)” Gun Roswell
Time for some lunch?
Possibly even brunch?
Find your way
Where all the others stay
No need for money, as it’s ‘no pay’
Just sit down and for a while stay
Have some chicken
Which is good as finger licking
Maybe afterwards
Some mini cakes quite sticking
Or if you want something healthy
You do not need to be weatlhy
Just grab a few melons
Cantaloupe or honey
No, not trying to be funny
It’s all there
No expense has been spared
For your vacation
Is most important to this station
To make you happy
And maybe later,
Time for a wee nap-py!
Sitting by a busy street
“Any seat is a good one in the midst of all the heat to find just for a brief of a respite” Gun Roswell
A single seat?
Or one designed for two?
In this heat!
Who would ever want to be glued
To someone else’s skin
With clothes this thin???
The seat in the shade
“Take a load off, when ever you can, just mind the place, it really should be in the shade” Gun Roswell
The midday, right in the middle, of the month of May
It might even be June or July, alas, the month is not the why
But rather, the shining of the sun and the glaring of the sea
And where, in the scorching heat, is safest to flee
Is it diving, into the water or maybe hiding, under a tree?
Or take cover in the cooling air-conditioned shop you see?
But what if you need to buy something
Even a the smallest thing, but forgot to bring
Your purse or any kind of method of payment?
Then no, you cannot enter the establishment
Because the option of loitering means banishment
Then, out there, in the far corner of the eye
There is something so familiar, your eyes spy
The contours of some kind of a furniture
No!, Could it? Is it? And right there, in the shade?
No, it simply cannot be true, what I see
A bench, a solemn respite, in the shadows, under a tree
I run as humanly possible in this heat
And as I reach it, i can clearly see it
Yes, it is the one simple saviour I have search
In this hour of afternoon sweat and cursed
But now, I simply forget it everything else
As I slump down on this heavenly seat
And boy, am I beat! I think, I might get some sleep!
A bench to sit on no matter the weather
“There is always a respite to be found no matter the season on the ground” Gun Roswell
A bench to sit on no matter the weather
So once again
I have to complain
But I know, the right seat
Is, just at my reach
All I had to do was
to simply, seek
Random seat at beach
“There is a solemn seat, in the middle of the street, waiting for someone to have a respite“ Gun Roswell
Random seat at beach
The sunny day much too hot for anything except doing a few short hops around the hood and then, hitting a few shops.
But before hitting the beach, there is one single seat, waiting for the prefect one to take a short break and sit around.
So, what are you waiting for, just go!
The seat is still available because no one in their right mind would want to sit out there in the scoring sun!
Seat sideways Sunday
“Seat in the side of the street, sitting totally sideways just to rest my tired feet, well it’s Sunday after all, so no fuss but to let the time stall” Gun Roswell
Seat sideways Sunday
The day long and sunny, some would say Sunday funny, but the warm weather so soon after a long while of cold and damp and grey, well, it got the better of this weary walker, on a simple Sunday stroll, taken just because, the weather was so nice and beckoning, thinking to be bold and so finally outside venturing, after all, these days, in the times of change, it was still a choice hard to be made, but not on this fined day, of a sunny and warm Sunday, but for a while, after taking the long tour instead and in a while, having a respite along side, was something totally needed and never mind, the passersby, looking at what the lazy one was doing, but not caring a single bit as there was no hurry to do more than just be and enjoy, the day of free, on this quiet and long day, and so, in place for a moment longer staying, before pushing on, showing everyone, this one was still strong after all.
Rocking on the Chair
“The rocking chair, lulls anyone seated there, to a deeper kind of sleep, at least if you don’t get seasick along the way!“ Gun Roswell
Rocking on the Chair
The chair from all those past lives lived now being revived
The chair where from the grandmother would advice give
The chair from the childhood where mothers used to sing songs
The chair which rocked you to sleep all those years ago
The chair with the recognisable creaks against the floors
The chair made out of lasting materials wood, as they used to
The chair worth mentioning in several kind of old lore
The chair unique enough leaving no one seated never bored
The chair still as cool, sleek and surprising like it was before
The chair, well it keeps on rocking, rocking, rocking away to the groove
The chair where there is really no sleeping in it as it is on the move
The chair never good for cats or really any kind of animals with long tails
The chair was invented by someone who wanted two things to combine
The chair can be found in some homes, at least those whom the past respect
The chair, is a chair, is a chair, so please, do, take a load off
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