Water!

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“The water is always so inviting, so cool, so calm and and feels like a soothing balm against the heated skin, especially in the midst of summer!” Gun Roswell

Water!

The elixir of life, the one thing which you’ll need to survive. It can be fun but also full of destruction, if you are not careful. But whatever the relationship with this element of nature is, nothing on this planet of Earth would exist if it wasn’t for it being that one special hit.

But for now at least, trying to enjoy the small puddle of the thing, right there, in the backyard, filled to the hilt. Cool, turquoise and see through liquids, just waiting for someone to dive in. It’s the summer heat after all, so better not stall, rather try dipping in at least one of the toes.

While bathing in the inviting waters all day long as the warmth outside is quite strong. Swimming with a few strokes but mostly hanging lazy, watching the time pass by in a state of hazy. But it’s fine for now at least, as soon the heat waves will be over and the need for warmer clothing is upon.

These are the days when to remember especially in the heart of the cold winter. When the water is frozen solid and there are no sings of anything green or blue, only the blanket of snow, but for now, better not get worried, only enjoy the time before it flies right by.

Falling water

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“The cascading waters of the fall, despite the roar, are calming my nerves” Gun Roswell 

Falling water

The waters of the fall kept going ever downward, towards their inevitable fall, into the pond which from the warm weather would vaporise the droplets to an invisible fume, soon rising into the mighty skies. Filling the clouds until full and then falling back to the ground with the rain brought on by storm quite strong. Ending in the lake or river high up on the mountains where from the invincible droplets would make their way down the water fall once again, thus completing the circle, ongoing forever and ever.

Finest engineering by Mother Nature, rigged for most of our pleasures. The pure vision of power cannot leave anyone watching it sour, not for long at least. And if you are one of the lucky ones, you can try to get inside the wall of falling water and take a nice and long cold shower. Maybe even become like one of the flowers lulling gently on the surface of the splashing waters. Before the day is over these elements would have won you over and then before you realise, this charming setting, might be a difficult one of letting go. But for now, go with the gentle flow, stay in the water, play around like a sea otter, as there is still time.

Dive in to the water!

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“It’s inviting, it’s totally cool, it’s calming and it’s wonderfully blue, the water that is” Gun Roswell 

Dive in to the water!

The cool and calming waters inside the pool filled to the very hilt, so much so, that the axis could so easily tilt, when another element was introduced, into the most gorgeous colours of turquoise and various blues. 

The body quite agile soon enough jumping in, making in the process a whirlwind of waves to begin, swooshing out and all over and then towards the edges, even crossing to the allowed ledges, raising damp havoc in its wake.

But even the seemingly disastrous catastrophe is faced with loud laughter as after the dive, all the waters rescinded back to the very place they came from. The shapely bucket of a pool, after the performance of a somewhat fool, is once again turning back to its formal state, of a cool and calm surface.

A few strokes taken inside the pool, hardly even disturbing the rule of the water staying put. The human form slowly gliding, as the softness of the liquid is guiding, alongside the warm winds gently lulling, the swimmer now floating gently, into a woken slumber.

Water front

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“The waters beckon the weary traveller for a relaxing swim” Gun Roswell 

Water front

The calming ocean view with an ever changing hue
Is the best place to have a much deserved break
After a long days of work, feeling like a drained jerk
Then taking a long walk to the alluring waters front
Sitting down while waiting for that permanent frown
To slowly die down as watching the soft hitting waves
Or the sandy beaches make their supposed escape
After a while, something odd is happening, a smile!
As the brain system quiets down off the effect of wow
As this is nature’s healing at best, so forget the rest
Nothing can beat this awesome view and calming effect
Which only from the great wide outdoors you can get

Fire, Stones and Water

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“The elements of nature, we all need love and sometimes fear too“ Gun Roswell

Fire, Stones and Water

The fire, burning so brightly, warming body and soul, but also good for cooking all kinds of meals. But, treat it with much respect, as burned you will get if too close to it you stick your finger. Just admire it from a far and you will be fine as it is quite the element from the divine.

The stones, much like sticks, might break your slender bones. But, you can also use them to build so many a structures, which will stand the testament of time. The architecture also, from the divine or then some of it, may illicit, a smile, as someone had just a made a simple pile.

The water, the oldest balm of them all, the place, where we were all born. It is the essence of our survival, the stuff we are mostly made off, but also, it looks good. The colour, the waves, sometimes even watery graves. But fear not, and dare, to take a dive into the calming cool blues, with a multitude of hues it keeps our imagination alive as much as ourselves too.

Sailing in Solemn Waters

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“There is nothing like taking to the sea, in what ever format there you want to be – it totally calms ones mind!” Gun Roswell

Sailing in Solemn Waters

The calm of the ocean beckoned this weary traveller, from a far away foreign land.
A long trip had already been taken to reach this point to the place I now would stand.
But there was still a long way to go, before I was able to get my fill of what I truly needed.
As it was as urgent to me, as it is for someone else to get their daily worths of feed.
Because my only purpose was in getting my needed share of the great oceans’ flare.
Which is to me as rare as pure gold might be for those, acquiring the wealth in one good sell.
So, take me to the shores of beyond, where the warm and calming winds blow.
Where I can go further than I was actually told, for these waves get me totally sold.

Something about the water

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“The water so blue and alluring, is there something more there me tempting?“ Gun Roswell

Something about the water

The shimmering of the calm surface
Had me thinking of a possible prefix
The calming of the bluest of hues
Might be some kind of inviting lure

The waters so clear and alluring
I am slowly towards the edge walking
Was this a conscious choice?
Or was it, some kind of calling voice?

As soon as I reach the very end 
Of the soft and warm sand
I tip my toes into the cool woes
The promise of something so much more

A moment later, I realise
I am no longer trying to surmise
As to what made me here to come
Rather enjoying a back stroke in the pond

There is just something about the water
Even if being just a lowly human and not an otter
Dipping into the liquid state
Well, I am not really sure, why one should hesitate

Let the gentle waves lull, salve and slightly swirl
Carry the ever tired body to the end of the world 
And if you really want, stay there for ever in a lore
Or then, come back to reality and simply swim back to the shore

Working by the seashore

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“It’s just another regular working day, here, by the cold, seashore” Gun Roswell

Working by the seashore

When the day breaks in the early morning
And the sunshine breaks with a big yawning
The working day is about to start
So, please, try to play it very smart

The waters seem so very cold
And the weather is even getting more bold
The sun hiding behind all them clouds
And the wind is howling ever more loud

The boats beneath us soon are shaking
As the unexpected storm from the seas is breaking
Being alright at this point is only faking
As the faces turn greener and the bodies quaking

But the working day is far from over
The attitudes like the weather getting bolder
Rolling up the sleeves
To all this heavy-duty work to complete

Minds off the shaking surface
Since this is no time for hurling
And when the attitudes are corrected
Sooner than later, the work is completed

Homeward bound the working crew now is
Even the boss said she was pleased
Back to the comfort of home they head
Because tomorrow another working day awaits

Blue and the Parasol

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“Under the shining sun, beside the blue seas, my parasol and I, sleep” Gun Roswell

Blue and the Parasol

The sun”s shine beckoned with its shiny warmth
To come and lay down on the sand covered sea shore
Where the ever changing blues are the colours of all
And time itself has come to a complete and utter halt

When stepping into the bare and fine stand for the first time
I cannot help but to be amazed of the beauty and then crack a smile
Feeling so tiny in this place open and totally wide
As even the critters beside me are so completely kind

Side by side, me and natural inhabitants coexist
As the calming effect of the sea and the skies me enlist
The other side of the world no longer matters or exist
As me and my parasol have laid a claim this spot of pure bliss

From sunrise to sunset , myself I let
This gorgeous natural resort leave me with an effect
Of calm, unhurried, never too worried kind of specs
Who knows, I may stay here until the time of my final rest

Autumn, Fall

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“Autumn, Fall, what ever they may it call, it’s still gorgeous!” Gun Roswell

Autumn, Fall

In the middle, of the busiest of city centres
Lies a hidden treasure, an oasis, oh so totally splendid
Waters too, clear and very blue, just as the above fluffy clouded sky
The air, today, crisp and clean, with only a few small birds in flight
The bigger ones, such as ducks and even several swans
Make their own way, on the solid ground

But, soon enough, diving into the inviting waters
Frolicking, bathing, even playing, like sea otters
Which in this treasured pond, are not really, found
The odd passer by, giving, to the animals, all around
Treats of plenty, and then, remain watching, in complete awe
As the nature and the animals together a tableau worth a painting form
And for a passing moment, even time itself, completely stalls