A day in the life of an AB*
Going on standby
The anchor is soon to drop
Orders come from bridge.
(AB= able body)
Waiting with(out) patience
We wait for two days
Being at anchor costs nerves
Only blues and white.
A Monarch on deck
Butterfly is lost
The wind carries it away
Towards Mexico.
Photo by Joshua J. Cotten on Unsplash
Pastoral tranquillity (almost)
A moder setting
Where Vikings one reigned
Sheep, grass, and windmills.
Work-clothes locker room talk
Do they never stop
It’s been a helluva week
Wow, WTF, sheesh.
Optical illusion
Looking far ahead
A ship is heading our way
Oops, it’s an oil rig.
Warming up my cabin
Cold winds, raining wet decks
I dance to Cuban music
My hips are happy.
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