High up close to the skies

Espoo, Finland


“Climbing up, ever so high, to be close to the gods, residing high up on the fluffy clouds“ Gun Roswell 

High up close to the skies

The scenic views, reserved for those few, daring to venture up to the highest peaks, but during this modern day adventure, it’s not the top of the mountain to be conquered, but a structure built by people, from iron, glass and other things, making it almost as strong as the rock filled natural constructs, but not quite, still, the buildings are meant to last, a few windy blasts, and traveling right to the top, easily without a stop, with a modern mechanical device, with little if no effort, and so admiring the vistas, the views, are no longer reserved for the few, but everyone.

Barcelona

“Travelling is such fun” Gun Roswell

Barcelona

When in Spain, in the city of Barcelona,
You really want to sing, dance and holler
For it’s marvels and beauty of a kind
In any other city is really hard to find
Someone else already made that song
Where two voices tell it really strong
Falling in love with this place may be easy
As everything here is done with pleasing
The one and only which could also be you
And then you’d be among the chosen few
Once you enter via port of any sort
Then leaving this place is not the worth
Of any other place
So then here you stay

Windows (two)

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“If a window of opportunity appears,
don’t pull down the shade”
Tom Peters

Windows

See through walls
Behind them windows
So many floors
Hard to know
Where the cool people go

Windows (four)

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“If a window of opportunity appears,
don’t pull down the shade”
Tom Peters

Windows

Just a forgotten
And solitary window sill
With all kinds of
Knick-knacks filled

Windows (three)

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“If a window of opportunity appears,
don’t pull down the shade”
Tom Peters

Windows

Greyed out windows
Grey painted walls
Where ever the wind blows
The reflections fall

Windows (one)

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“If a window of opportunity appears,
don’t pull down the shade”
Tom Peters

Windows

A tight squeeze
To the open freeze
Window frozen
Water frozen
Hurry, press the button
And, downward we go!