by John Yeo
To wake in the morning after the cruise,
I move to the window to enjoy the views
Of home and garden, green and still
Replacing the endless moving waves.
The first thing is the lack of motion,
No tossing and turning on the waves
The restless always moving ocean
Has been left behind at the dockside.
Our holiday was fantastic and exciting,
We visited new ports, far from home.
New horizons, fine foods with strange ways.
The cultures and climate were so inviting.
We are spending today in a cloudy haze
Of distant memories on some distant shore.
The happy memories flooding our familiar ways,
As we savour the day after the days gone before.
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Written for Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic asides blog on “Writers Digest”
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