Posted in Haiku
“All those streets travelled while on the roadside…” Gun Roswell
Streets travelled
The street filled with restaurants
So many choices, I can eat what
I want, the smells so
Good, all this food, what
To do, what to do? If only
There were just the few
But alas, now I have
To pick one up, take the plunge
And finally, have a meal
Posted in Haiku
“All those streets travelled while on the roadside…” Gun Roswell
Streets travelled
Red respite at the bus
Stop, a welcome hop for the weary
Traveller, from a foreign land
Sitting and waiting for the transport
Obviously delayed, then what is the choice
To make? Another form of
Vehicles take? Maye a bike
Or skates? But then, the arrival would
Be late and that, is
Not an option, after a moment
Of hesitation, at the almost empty bus
Station, I hailed a cab
Posted in Haiku
“All those streets travelled while on the roadside…” Gun Roswell
Streets travelled
Hells bangers on their bikes
Riding down the road side, ignoring all
The rules, as they say
“They were made for fools”
Driving very fast, moving every other car
Past, until they reach first
Place, in front of the
Row, all the others in tow, but
Since they are going so
Very slow, the bikers soon
Will be long gone, riding to where
Ever, never to be seen
Posted in Haiku
“All those streets travelled while on the roadside…” Gun Roswell
Streets travelled
Walking down the lane of
Memories, even though none of my own
Since I never been here
Before, but it is a
Great feeling, even if it may stealing
Dwelling in the old times
Making new memories all mine
And after a while, this picture being
My memory lane saved in
Time, to dig up when
I feel nostalgic, reminiscing places travelled to
The lands of very far
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling –
it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
Ibn Battuta
London
On the streets of London
In just a few hops
Over the rooftops
And in to. the hustle and bustle
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“The use of traveling is to regulate imagination with reality, and instead of thinking of how things may be, see them as they are.” – Samuel Johnson
Vienna
When on a walkabout
On the city’s streets at night
Drawn towards the castle lights
Shining ever so bright
The past has its resonance
In the architecture with elegance
You may even glimpse an eminence
Roaming around the residence
Let the feelings of lavish
Your daily routine vanish
And enjoy a sip from a chalice
In the Schönbrunn Palace
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Österreich ist eine kleine Welt,
in der die große ihre Probe hält.”
Friedrich Hebbel
Space Oddity in Vienna
“This is ground control: Major Tom, please respond: over”
“This is Major Tom: over”
“Major Tom, we have located your space pod: over”
A moment of silence on the receiving end before response:
“Um… Where exactly did you find it: over”
“City of Vienna, Austria: over”
A muffled “oops” is heard from Major Tom’s end:
“O-K, ground control. Um, any chance you could give me a lift there?: over”
“Roger that M T! By the by, we do not seem to be able to track you on the device: over”
“Well, I am kind of in a situation here…” odd noises heard on the background, “What if I just send my coordinates and you can send vehicle, OK? : over”
In the ground control, quick typing can be heard and in the distance, a loud O.M.G.
“Ah, we got your location. Sending extraction right away: over”
“A big thanks, ground control! End transmission”
Back at the ground control, the two officers are staring at the screen where the location of Major Tom is blinking. The other officer turns to look at the other one:
“I can’t believe he actually ended up there…”
“Yeah, me neither”
The officers continue to stare at the blinking screen, both shaking their heads in disbelief…
And what was the location where Major Tom had ended up in?
Well…
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Österreich ist eine kleine Welt, in der die große ihre Probe hält.”
Friedrich Hebbel
On the Streets of Vienna
Vienna, Oh Vienna
We’re always glad to see ‘ya
You may not be as pretty as Sienna
Or even as hot as High Sierra
But we still love ‘ya
We really really love ‘ya
Vienna, Oh Vienna
We’re always glad to see ‘ya
Your old town feel
Some of it real
The others can’t steal
Don’t worry,
We made that deal
Vienna, Oh Vienna
We’re always glad to see ‘ya
Posted in Daily Photo
“Tomorrow morning before we depart,
I intend to land and see what can be found in the neighborhood”
Christopher Columbus
Neighbourhood
Stacked
Neatly, bundled together
Protected, from any weather
From January to December
Different, but similar
Just like, birds of a feather
Posted in Daily Photo
“Tomorrow morning before we depart,
I intend to land and see what can be found in the neighborhood”
Christopher Columbus
Neighbourhood
Vintage
They call me vintage
They call me old school
My condition may not be minted
But my owner considers me a jewel
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