I sat on our patio this afternoon.
I can see our neighbor’s fence.
I watch my dogs sitting in the grass.
Sigh.
I cannot see any waves.
There aren’t islands far away.
I haven’t seen a seagull, ever.
Sigh.
I think I need a cruise.
cruising
Go West, Young Man
Someone said (a long time ago),
“Go West, Young Man!”
Words of travel wisdom.
The direction of progress, if you can.
The reason you go West
Is simple as can be.
You gain an hour almost every day,
As you sail across the sea.
Sailing East usually means
You’re looking a bit dour
(If you’re somewhat European)
Plus, you lose a freakin’ hour.
Losing an hour a day sucks.
It’s why people fly over the seas.
Planes are not as romantic as ships,
Just yank that Band-Aid off at once, please.
Storm at Sea
Today, a haiku of the sea. Did you know there are about 15 bars on the Norwegian Breakaway?
Waves crashing all around.
Seasickness is approaching.
Not a hang-over.
