“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???
“But how can I sit on this, oddly shaped bench? Won’t I get wiggly too?” Gun Roswell
Wiggly Bench
The colours so bright
The the thing totally crossed my eyes
In the distance in the light
It seemed, well divine!
Was it a piece of art work?
Or just some fun done by a jerk?
I really did not care at this point and felt
The need to step closer with a jerk
I studied the thing at close proximity
What on earth was this, this monstrosity?
I could not make my mind up
Whether I really liked it or not
But after staring for a long while
I finally had decided and smiled
Pulling out my photo snapper device
I started to take loads of pix of it live
Soon enough, I had snapped a few
And then ventured to sit down on it too
Later on thinking back, with a smile loose
I knew, it was a bench, too good to be true!
“The colours simply inviting, to take a seat, even if it might be, in the middle of a busy street“ Gun Roswell
Yellow and Orange for Seat Sunday
The streets of the small city, not really something too giddy, simply a stop on a route of a larger tour, trying to pack in as much to see as possible
But, the quaint and colourful respites all around the city’s streets, might just peek, the curiosity, to either find more of them, or then, to simply take a load off, after all, the tour is rather tough
Whether you will find more of these seats, spread across the many and narrow streets, rest assured, those snaps you might just have clicked, will be the source of plenty of likes, perhaps on the internets, or simply at a long evening’s travel recap
“The spotlight is always there, on you, wherever you may want to take a respite, a seat in peace and quiet, someone is always, watching every single time, that is the curse, of the spot!“ Gun Roswell
The Spotlight Seat
The seat in the shadows, in a silent and secure spot, supposedly, away from prying eyes, from the many gazes of those whom might thing, taking a respite, is proof of lazy, that anyone wanting to simply sit for a while, letting all others pass by, is something, totally wild and should never be done?
But how wrong are they? As even if for a moment, legs up, butt down you may stay, in that one secure spot chosen for a moment, perhaps, if lucky enough, for a day? As sometimes, taking some time off from it all, as time will never stall, no matter how badly you may want it, it’s a piece of shit, time that is, and never lets you forget, who it is in charge.
So, before those stalkers around, will let you forget, that they are always there, always vigilant and watching, just, close your eyes, never mind the spices, enjoy the little while, in the spotlight of a seat, ignore the heated gazes of the rest of them, and simply concentrate, on the special moment, for the short spell.
“The red chair in the corner of the room, is just begging for someone to sit on it” Gun Roswell
The red chair in the corner
Painted in a bright colour, of red, it was an intent of purpose, to do so, while the old chair was refurbished, as its time seemed to have been over, but instead, someone had a good thought, of making it more all that, to attract, someone to take a load off on it, as a seat in a bright colour, would be quite indistinctive and nice looking for that matter, so it was done, and made to look like a lot of fun, and then placed in there with other chairs, for anyone in need.
Achieving this goal did not take too much, simply some patience, time and a bucket filled with paint, something none to quaint, but rather the flavour of red, and hey, that idea, went quite well, as now, the proud little red chair, there in the corner waits, for anyone to take a seat, and what do you know, it’s now mostly occupied, with tired ones, having a brief respite, and after that short break, and having their batteries charged not just from the sit, but the colour as well.
“In a window seat on a plane to nowhere” Gun Roswell
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
“The snow is everywhere! It keeps on coming down, and fills the ground and everything else, is lost inside of the white fluffiness“ Gun Roswell
Take a seat in the snow if you dare
The beachside stroll, not so easy, during the winter time, no matter if the sun is shining, because the snow, has taken over the world!
So, for those, daring to venture to the outside, even the seaside, none too open nor wide, during this seasonal time, the benches beckoning to take a load off after a long walk.
But, what will said traveller there find, if nothing but endless piles… yes you guessed it, snow!
Still, either take seat if you dare or then, find a friendly person with a shovel, remove the snow, and voila! A more comfy seat is revealed from the beneath.
Sitting in the sun, even in minus degrees, can be fun!
“Always take a load off, whenever Sunday comes along”
Sunday for the heal
The sunny days of Sunday may have been gone with the change of the seasons, but there is no reason to not to enjoy the day, with a seat on the outside or if too cold, simply by the window, to enjoy the views of nothingness and peace, as on the day of sun, it is time for non fun, more of the relaxation of any kind, simply just be, to reflect on the past week, for you see, tomorrow a new day rises, the dreaded Monday.
“Sitting in the cooling shade, even if I’m going to be late, from Sunday” Gun Roswell
Seated in the shade on a sunny day
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 seat, not with wheels, but something better, which leads to a rocking motion, soothing and well, perhaps lulling the seated one, to a sleepy existence” Gun Roswell
Another Rocker of a Chair to sit on
The old school chair, still has its lure, the oddly shaped legs of it, not really the four excepted, rather reminiscent more of a sleigh, gliding across the floor, but still, remaining where it was laid.
The rocking back and forth, might just seem odd, then again, if the sitter, lets its affects gain control, on the body and perhaps even the soul, then soon enough, a sense of calm will be gained and then, falling asleep somewhat deep or perhaps not, but at least a nap of sorts.
And it will all be thanks, to this rocker of a chair from the past.
Rantings Of A Third Kind 