cruise critic…

after
aunt bea
got
home
from
her
first
ocean cruise
i stopped by
to
see
what she thought
of
her adventure
aunt bea
said
well
those folks
on
the ship
were
real nice
and
most
other travellers
were
nice too
with
the exception
of
a couple
of
trouble makers
who
seemed
intent
on
physical confrontation
more
than
anything else
but
that’s
another
whole story
one thing
i did
learn
she
said
is
that
the time
spent
at
any given port
is
directly proportionate
to
the amount
of
time
it takes
for you
to get bored enough
to
buy
whatever
overpriced trinkets
portside residents
are
selling
residents
hired
by
or
in cahoots with
the
cruise company
i
also learned
that
sea days
aren’t
really the time
it takes
to
get
to the next port
but
serve
a similar function
as
port of call visits
creating
levels
of
boredom
that
make
you
appreciate
whatever
the next
podunk port
the
cruise company schedulers
have
setup up
ports of call
almost
always
presented
as
traditional
something
or
other
but
after
enough sea days
visiting
a deserted island
becomes
quite
attractive

 

dog and pony show…

off
the boat
onto
the buses
port terminal
a sea of plastic coated
tour offerings
tantalizing leaflets
held
by
desperate hands
of
the local economy
fishermen
fishing for survival
casting nets
of
visual promises
to
tourists
seeking
a realistic taste
of
an imaginary life
found
only
in
brochures
published
as
bait
digital chum
tossed
into an internet sea

 

new zealand viewpoint #4…

 

this is a ghost ship
full of memories of what was
bow ties and silk gowns
apparitions of life’s youth
now age has made them quite snug

 

elpis’ eyes…

 

by  Toni Loretta Alice Cross
                    and
       charles wm. martin

those eyes
where hope
can find no refuge
stare across the bay
at a camera laden ship
glistening like a overlord’s castle
whose lies
slip like soap
in a deluge
from this shiny, shiny fray
using crisp bills as a whip
making native flesh their vassal
it has been the same
year after year
they come to these shores
pockets full of cash
cameras ready to flash
capturing empty frames of life

 Toni Loretta Alice Cross and I have entered into a duel poetry challenge and this is the resulting poem.  Duel Poetry:  a prearranged poetry writing challenge  between two people to evolve a new poem where each writer must respond to the other writer’s lines  (4 -5 ) until both parties agree that the poem is complete