Bench on the Acropolis

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“A hot seat, right there in the sun!” Gun Roswell

I was looking for
A bench to sit on
What I hoped to score
Something close to a lawn
To lay my tired self
On a softer shelf

Then I saw it
The bench, made of stone
When I tried to sit
I felt it to my bones
Too hard for a fit!

Moving forward
I found one, made of wood
Maybe it wasn’t hard
Rather suitably good
Too soft for a fit!

So once again
I had to complain
But I knew, the right seat
Was just in reach
I just had to seek

A little while longer
As I moved along
The feeling now stronger
I knew it wouldn’t be long
I was close to finding
As I saw the metal shining

I finally found it
A bench made of metal
For me to sit
Soft as a petal
A purr-fect fit

Seated in the shade, sort of

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“Sitting in the cooling shade, even if I’m going to be late, from Sunday” Gun Roswell 

The sunshine on a Sunday is always great, but then again, when it gets too hot, then it’s no longer so, and the best place to rest, or at least have a respite, is under the shade on a seat made for that special place. And so, the whole day, might just be well spent, seated under the protective shade avoiding all movement at all, but mostly, avoiding the brightly lit sun and the encompassing heat, and ain’t that simply neat. 

But if such a seat might not be found, anywhere even if looking around and everywhere, there is still no scare as daring, into the sunny outside, can also be very nice, at least for a short while, until the heat starts to defeat one and that will soon be 5he end of fun, and the option remaining is to simply run and to quickly find, a spot outside of the sunny shine, preferably in a shady spot, well, then the day would continue smoothly once again, and the rest of the day could be spent, in the calming shade.

A bench, on the beach, in the middle of winter?

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“How can you really enjoy the seaside smack in the middle of winter? I mean, you have to be a tad gaga in the ole head to sit there, in the freezing snow, by the frozen waters in the windy and rather cold weather even if the sun just might be shining? Or do you know something we mere mortals don’t?” Gun Roswell

Looking for my favourite spot
The one I prefer for break times
Buried under snow it seems
Workings of a wintry plot!

Snow aside,
I really don’t mind
Sitting down for a few
Enjoying the silent view
Before the evening
Sun sets

The red bench for a respite

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“Sit down, take a load off, it’s just a colour, even if painted boldly” Gun Roswell

The only bright spot
In the entire parking lot
In the midst of suburbia
Causing a minor hysteria
The colour of reddest red
Some say, it joy may spread

Carefully trying to sit
Just to see, if it is a fit
After I little while
I started to smile
The colour seemed to be
A perfect choice for me

And soon enough…
As far as the eye could see
All the red painted seats
Were occupied to the extreme

There is just something to be said
Of the colour red
It never leaves you cold
Yes, and I too was sold

Shadows upon Seats 

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“There is always a seat when you need one” Gun Roswell 

The warm sun shining in the blue skies and I find myself whining to the simple fact of too much heat and direct sunlight in my pale face. Trying very hard but there is simply no escape. But wait! What did I just spot in my peripheral vision but something most likely to be saving my over cooked bacon? A seat over there in the distant, and to be scarce, it’s residing in the only shadowy spot to be seen or found for miles on end. Could I really be that lucky and be the one, whom over there ion a few could run? Or is this simply a terrible joke, a mirage at the expense of my over heated delusional mind? Please please be kind and let me over there my way find and nothing more will I ever ask again. Well, not until the next time when I’m in trouble again, so talk then as now I need to get to my precious seat on the cool shadows and plenty of rest there spend until it’s  time to say, when and get going again.

A bench in the sunny spotlight

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“Take a seat in the sun, lift your face towards the rays, it’s a holiday after all!” Gun Roswell

Moving ever forward
Just looking for a seat
I found one, made of wood
Maybe it wasn’t hard
Rather suitably good
Too soft for a fit
But yeah, I chose to sit!

Under the Tree I will take a Seat

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“A chair fit for a Queen and other Ladies too, well anyone really, so just, take a load off! it’s Sunday after all!” Gun Roswell


“Ah, a cool summer’s breeze
I am possibly ready to sneeze
Better sit down on the bench!”

Said the little old wench
As she tightly held her thighs in a clench

Because that damned sneezing
Made her always queasy
And possibly a little uneasy
As to what might start to trickle
She started to giggle

“Oh, hurry up you old fool
And quickly sit down on that damned stool!”

Lunch time in the foreign land!

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“Make sure to choose the perfect seat whenever you need to sit down, but especially, when having a meal, lunch comes to mind” Gun Roswell

Time for lunch
Possibly even brunch
Find your way
Where all the others stay
No need to 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 some melons
Cantaloupe or honey
No, not trying to be funny
It’s all there
Nothing has been spared
For your vacation
Is most important to this station
To make you happy
And maybe later,
Time for a nappy!

A Snowy Seat by the Seashore

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“In a window seat on a plane to nowhere” Gun Roswell

A Snowy Seat by the Seashore

The sun’s shadows of tall
Cast on to the stone wall
Enjoying a moment of silence
In an instant quite timeless
Loosing all defiance
On this frozen
Snow covered bench

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A snowy seat for the Sunday day

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“The best seat in the house, but it’s on the outside!” Gun Roswell

A snowy seat for the Sunday day

It may be cold outside
With lots of frosted snow
But as the sun comes from its hide
You need to take it slow
Take a seat for a while
Even if it’s not your style
And simply enjoy with a smile…

But, thank goodness: It’s almost summer now!???
(Just kidding! it’s not even Xmas yet!)