Camping in style

“When camping, do it in style, camp style” Gun Roswell

Camping in style

When the bug hits you
It’s not so easy to refuse
When the great open wide beckons
It’s really the time to reckon
Whether to pack for a trip long
Or just a few days going strong
Camping can be cool in a van
But a trip on a bike
With just enough gear to hike
Beats the mundane bed
When sleeping on the ground instead
But the ultimate luxury
For a weekend trip on a hurry
Is a caravan from the beyond
Call it campy camping fun
But the looks received will secure the pun
In a seventies vehicle
Of a trip quite memorable

Colours in Black and White

“See the world in monochromatic colours, all the greys you can imagine” Gun Roswell

Colours in Black and White

When the world gets much too bright
The colours so totally lush and vibrant
You only want to tone it down ever so slightly
And what remains,
Is all in total blacks and whites

But never forget those shady greys
Which all them scenerys may stain
But there is something gorgeous in the shadows
Where the monochromatic themselves allow
To be as colourful as they may

There is colour all around
From the skies to the lowest ground
They may all be all in black and white
But just the same,
They give you the chills and smiles

Harbour living

“Harbour life, don’t think twice, just come on down, it’s really very nice” Gun Roswell

Harbour living

Rent or buy a small boat
Just make sure it will on the surface float
Then adjust and decorate the tiny cabin
Never mind the little things lacking
Take the vessel out to the wide open sea
All and everything try to see
And when the day has come to an end
Head the boat to the harbour again
The evening with new friends then spend
And when it’s time, lay yourself in the cabin to some good rest
Before the new morning beckons on an other adventure again

Gate Keeper

“There is always someone on the lookout, at the gate, a guard of sorts” Gun Roswell

Gate Keeper

The always vigilant one
At the gate keeps having fun
At least to them selves
After checking out each and everyone
Which there dare to delve

But it can also be lonely there
Where, there is no other time to spare
Except keep watching all the time
Not even the late evening chime
Will make the gate keeper leave their scene of crime

Alas sometimes, there are advantages
When nice passersby bring them cartridges
Filled with the finest of whines and food
All the gate keeper must do
Is to sit down, take a slack back and enjoy

After all, there might be things to lose
But then again, sometimes, the battles, you just choose
Taking time off from the duties so serious
Is a must or then one could go quite delirious?

Seated in Samos

“Seat by the busy street or seat, by the seashore” Gun Roswell

Seated in Samos

Running around, in a small town
Too busy to see, and everywhere to be
Never time to stop, to really take a load off
But the exhaustion eventually catches on
And there is no more ways of staying strong
Then it’s time, and what’s about to happen ain’t no crime


Pick a seat, any of them looks really neat
Just at the local cafe close to the water’s edge
This is the place to a respite pledge
Order some juice or coffee maybe sample the local toffee
Feel the energy returning, the tired gears again churning
Soon to the streets you may want to seek
Just remember, to sometimes, take a load off on a seat

Cat reflecting

“On the pond, a reflection, so strong, it’s almost real” Gun Roswell

Cat reflecting

The image on the surface, so vivid
The face of a hunter, quite livid
Pondering the choices to be made
On this, warm and sunny day
Should I go in for a dive
Trying the perfect fish to find
Or just wait, looking for that bait
The hooman with the big fish
And then try to then enlist
For my perfect slave of food
Just because I am looking so damn good
Hanging here, on this pier
Waiting, debating, what to do next
Oh, all them choices, could I care any less?

Grey in monochrome

“The feeling of totally calming greys, when the world seems too colorful, that is monochromatic!” Gun Roswell

Grey in monochrome

When the world seems to bright
The senses overwhelming with light
Colorful vistas everywhere where you look
Wishing to dangle off of this stimulating hook

Escaping into the architectural indoors
May turn out to be an even bigger chore
The internal and bright decors
From the highest ceilings to the lowest floors

Then a thought by some sort of surprise occurs
Maybe, these colours would somewhat less hurt
If toning them down in to the very basic of things
Yes, that really could work and cause a spin

Around for some hundred and eighty degrees
Turning down the volume of all the things seen
To a nice and soothing less freaking up scale
As the monochromatic then lifts up its gorgeous vail

Ah, this is so much better with lesser pain
As schemes with only certain elements tickles the brain
Colours are always nice and dandy
But sometimes the fewer shades, fading to greys, are more handy