Posted in Daily Photo
“One, Single, Solo”
Gun Roswell
Solo
Flying solo,
Because, of YOLO
Because, someone told you so
Because, you reap what you sow
Is it fun though?
Going, when the wind blows
Going, with the flow
Going, where no one knows
Maybe,
Flying with someone
Could be double the fun
Hitting a that home run…
…Together
Posted in Simply Poetry
“The road to hell is paved with works-in-progress.”
—Philip Roth
Who am I?
They call me odd
They call me weird
I say: “off you sod”
I still won’t stop!
Writing, writing, writing
Hard at least trying
Fighting, fighting, fighting
My daily life be damned!
I may be odd
I may be weird
Maybe some day
I will get my pay
For dreaming the impossible
Is it really that unusual?
There may be some obstacles
But in the end, there may be applause
And then
I can call myself
The Writer
Posted in Mundane Monday
“I wish someone would ask me to design a cathedral”
Philip Johnson
Cathedral for Every Day
If you want to pray
Where ever you may
Or just a while to stay
In a sunny ray
Looking for a cabaree
Or an afternoon matinee
Just enter into
The Cathedral of Every Day
You don’t have to pay
Or even a dragon slay
There is no doorway
Nor any kind of role play
There is no colour grey
Only a colourful array
When you enter
The Cathedral of Every Day
Posted in Daily Photo
“Blue is not just a colour,
It is also, a life style”
Gun Roswell
Feeling Blue
Blue, is the sky above
Blue, are the waters below
Blue, when I’m feeling alone
Blue, can be a cold hue
Blue, is a beautiful view
Blue, is the colour of my shoes
Blue, fits me like a glove
Blue, I cannot get rid of
Blue, is the colour I love
Posted in Daily Photo/Tales of Tiny
“There are some days when I think
I’m going to die from an overdose of satisfaction”
Salvador Dali
Overdose
It was just a simple overdose
A mass of a size of bordering gross
They should have just given hit me with a hose
Burning up was oh so very close…
The final diagnose:
Too much sun on a scorching day
Will not keep the nurses or doctors away
Posted in Daily Photo/Tales of Tiny
“I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it all to myself,
than be crowded on a velvet cushion”
Henry David Thoreau
Crowded
Two is a company
Three is huge a crowd
Four is just lucky
Five or more is very loud
Feeling crowded
Sometimes compounded
Oh for crying out loud
This really is a crowd!
Posted in Daily Photo/Tales of Tiny
“If you go anywhere,
even paradise,
you will miss your home”
Malala Yousafzai
Paradise Found
It was just covered with frost
In the end of a very long autumn
This was what it cost
To get back from the bottom
Paradise,
It was never lost
It was, just forgotten
Posted in Daily Photo/Tales of Tiny
“You can never have too many pairs of shoes!”
Gun Roswell
Shoes on the Side
Shoes, are the essence of life
(it’s like breathing in and breathing out)
Shoes, will get you through a fight
(especially if you’re wearing stilettos)
Shoes, are never unkind
(unless you are breaking in a new pair! just remember to have band aid to spare!)
Shoes, will help you unwind
(those comfy old ones, you just did not dare to throw away)
Shoes, are always on my mind
(I wear them, I buy them, I store them, I admire them…)
Shoes, will alternately save mankind
(well it could not hurt if the world leaders talked about their new shiny shoes instead of all the nasty things that are going on, could it now!)
If you don’t have any shoes
Then snooze, you loose!
Posted in Daily Photo/Tales of Tiny
“What good is the warmth of summer,
without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.”
― John Steinbeck
Closed for Summer
The sign stated boldly:
“Closed for summer”
Oh, what an unexpected bummer!
And here, I rented this hummer
To roam around the countryside
In a built up haze of wonder!
Pacing around the yard
Knowing full well I could not get far
A smile upon my face
Yes, this is the place
I would make my case
“What if I just break in?
Surely, that would not be a great sin?
After squatting for a week or two,
Just leave a kind thank you note and a payment too?
That would teach them a lesson
Not with the tourist of summer to be messin'”
“Closed for summer my derrière!
From now on, this summer just got merrier!”
Posted in Caturday
“Time spent with cats is never wasted”
Sigmund Freud
Caturday
Cats in stripes
Cats all white
Cats that are black
Cats which are gray
Cats in a six pack
Cats who are stray
Take one home
You’re never alone
The time spent
With your cat
Even if a chat
Is never complicated
And never wasted
Rantings Of A Third Kind 