Seasonal be the skies

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“Just keep on watching the skies above, and even if you something odd spy, like the blue skies, is all good, is all, just fine!” Gun Roswell

The low hanging clouds of the grey skies
Was the trade mark of this seasonal pie
After all, it was, once again, the time of fall
Even if somehow, the summer, was skipped with five
Or more days, despite the occasional mild
Some might call warm or hot weather on the side
Of May, June, July and perhaps even August went wild
For half a day or so, but I digress, because this
Was supposed to be about skies
Which do not really care that much about the season
Because given even a smallest of reason
The blue skies, will try to push through all
The dark cloud coverage, because they are simply that bold
And even if the clouds hanging low and grey
Will put up, quite the menacing albeit picturesque display
The bluest of blues, are my kind of hues
Snapping, snapping, snapping my clicker away
Wishing, that maybe, this time, they will longer stay

Fluffy, huffy, white clouds in the sky

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“Look up and what do you spy with your own eyes? Something cool? White and fluffy?” Gun Roswell

“I will huff and puff
Blow smoke until there is enough”
The little pipe scoffed
And blew more smoke
Up into the air

Cloudy but also with a chance of Rain

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“Sometimes it rains, other times there is snow, but if you are lucky enough, there is sunshine too” Gun Roswell


Cloudy, with a chance of rain
No, we’re definitely not in Spain
Seems to be a repeating pattern
Maybe a joke by the Mad Hatter

Be careful to not get a frost bite
When you dip your toe into the lake
Or you might end up in a plight
And a most terrible ache

A summer’s day in July
Eyes focused on the sky
Clouds moving to the wind
Cold breeze on my skin

Should have worn a jacket
“But it’s summer” I quote with “brackets”
Let’s open the packets
And bring out the rackets

Summer madness or fun
Maybe we’ll see the sun
Before the day is done
And we have to run

So let’s enjoy this time of year
Without any doubt or fear
The winter soon enough is here
And the summer mood will disappear

Skies Above

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“Something about looking up towards the skies and about some kind of truth found there? The truth being out there???” Gun Rowell

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Blue, darker, black
White, greyer, and then black
The days are getting shorter
The sunlight but a quarter
The clouds gathering
Soon the sun capturing
More rain to be expected
Into our souls reflected
In the above skies
The only truth lies
The summer’s end

A Day spent in Nature

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“Nature can be most gorgeous, or dangerous, but more so, gorgeous” Gun Roswell

Sitting on a swing
Not worrying about a thing
Enjoying the simple life
Without a stinger or a strife
The air almost like silk
Time slowly passing by
Not one trouble in sight

Observing, watching, looking
What is nearby cooking

The hedgehog sipping it’s milk
The squirrel with it’s tail high
A bird gliding in mid flight
The flowers in the wind crooking

The clouds hanging softly in the sky
Exhaling, letting out a sigh
The last rays of sun on the skin
What a perfect fin
For a July summer’s day
The grass in a gentle sway

Spring Weather I suppose…

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“It’s cloudy and cold, the rain a constant with its scowl, but then, a ray of hope…” Gun Roswell


Suddenly,
Sunshine
Life again
Oh, so fine

Watching the clouds

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“Watching the puffy clouds, quite the good past time “ Gun Roswell

Watching the clouds

The clouds painted the blue skies
With softness, fluffy as fresh made pies
The horizon now filled with all kinds
Of formations as far as imagination flies
A veritable smorgasbord of art I spy
Up there above me, so ever high
But, should I really hard to try
I know I could reach them all with at least a smile

Laying on the soft green grass
Letting the time slowly me pass
No worries of the future nor the past
As I am in no hurry to run anywhere fast
Because, the die had already been by someone else cast
With all this free time in world supposedly smart
I am solely concentrated, on watching only, the skies

Over cast 

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“Sun is shining no more” Gun Roswell 

Over cast 

It was so totally bright
The shiny object full of light
Now the clouds have taken over
Forming a four leaf clover
On top of the sun of shining
Completely it binding
Only a few rays remain
Struggling out of the frame
Some might say it’s exaggerating
That it’s only a slight over cast
But I reply they’re underestimating
As a bad storm front is about to blast
The skies open way too fast
And the, we’re all get drenched 
And no more sunshine will get
Through those clouds wedged
Over the bright ball of light
So best give up this fight 
And get the heck indeed

Over cast, my ass! 

Ocean Vistas

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“The ocean blue vistas ensue to the ends of the earth, perhaps even time” Gun Roswell

Ocean Vistas

The gorgeous blues of various hues, last until the zone of the horizon rising from the vastness of the never-ending ocean

Nothing more cool or calm for the human eye, when those peepers do spy the gift of mother nature’s skies and waters alike

As there within the biggest of secrets do lie, deep within the appreciation of the small person never leaving the gorgeous sight without a wide smile

Saving the view of the perfect vista in the minds eye, for a long while until such time it finally slips away   

Skies Reflected

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“Look up! See the clouds, now check again. Where does the sky end? Or is it all, a simple reflection?” Gun Roswell 

Skies reflected 

The clouds gathered

Onto the lower skies

Simply getting reflected 

Wherever the glass lies

Be careful though 

As the winds may blow

Shifting the position 

Constantly without hesitation 

The eyes might be very slow

To adjust to the very flow

And so

The illusion between 

The real and the make believe 

Will get fuzzy enough to leave 

The current onlooker 

In a bit of a confusion 

And so loosing the sense

Of any kind of reality 

Seeing the truth uncanny 

And so being fooled

By total fantasy

But hey

It is all good

Just have to know

Which way to look