November mornings I two

“Early mornings are the best” Gun Roswell

November mornings x3

Moonlight sky

The pale sky in the morning
At the time of everyone yawning
The moon popped up for a try
Taking it’s chances against the sun
Maybe, today, it could shine

All day long against the blue skies
Only fluffy clouds to dive behind
No sun could be heard or seen
But alas, the light was still bright

The moon did it’s job well today
And now it can until the ever stay
Even past the night
It can shine ever so bright

November mornings I one

“Early mornings are the best” Gun Roswell

November mornings x3

Misty morning

Before the sun is rising
Before anyone else is walking
Before people are even talking
Before I could start hawking

The suburbia is still sleeping
The misty moist is seeping
In to the slowness of the morning
And today, there may be no dawning

Like any other day in November
Be prepared for all kinds of weather
Maybe the sun will shine later on
But before that, you gotta be strong

Arches and entrance I three

Posted in Haiku

“Step into my parlor, through the arch way…” Gun Roswell

Arches and entrances 

Mysterious and inviting for an
Adventure awaiting at the top of the
Stairs or maybe walk down

And find another door way
But please, just try, as it is
Human nature, to explore the

Great unknown, no matter what
Awaits on the other side, that is
The part which is fine

Arches and entrance I two

Posted in Haiku

“Step into my parlor, through the arch way…” Gun Roswell

Arches and entrances 

Charming,old school, flowers and
Pots, together they are stocked, in front
Of the windows and doors

An inviting arch way, a door
To the garden, to enjoy some time
With a cooling drink, away

From the scorching sun shine
Just for a moment, before time to
Hit the long road again

Arches and entrance I one

Posted in Haiku

“Step into my parlor, through the arch way…” Gun Roswell

Arches and entrances 

Blue way, in to the
Ocean waves, an arch way, a portal
To other lands, other places

Walk through it, walk on
The water’s surface, feel the cool blue
Under your feet, that tingling

Sensation, when embarking in to
The great unknown adventure, in to the
Past and into the future

Seat at the Seashore I one

Posted in Seat Sunday

“Sunshine, seashore and a warm seat” Gun Roswell

Seat at the Seashore

A sunny day
Better not. indoors stay
Haul your derrière
To a better frontier
A beach, quiet and calm
The sunshine, like balm
Rest for a while
It is time to redial
Breath from the belly
Try not to be such a tight-ass nelly
Force, a smile
Forget the vile
Let the nature heal
For this moment you steal
And maybe
You get the ability
To load you mind and soul
Get a fill to the upper bowl
When sitting still
On the seat by the seashore

Art I four

Posted in Haiku

“It’s all someone’s art, trust me!” Gun Roswell

Art series

Plastered on the wall!

A hidden message among all
These pages to be found, if you
Look carefully, then maybe, just

Maybe you are able to
Spot the few words written long ago
A formula for a cure?

The answer to it all?
Just stare at the wall long enough
And you to will see