Floating Hotel.

They looked like Lilliputian people

So high up were they

Waving frantically as the vessel docked

Then scurrying off

Cameras flashing

They hadn’t set foot on dry land for a whole week!

A whole week

What did they expect?

After all it was a cruise liner holiday they had booked

Eager beavers

People weavers

Street crawlers

Window shoppers

Cafe diners

Avid winers

Pernickety eaters

A holiday of 5* treatment

Nothing like this

On tar and cement

Still you pays your money

And you takes your chance




Take a chance

One night stand


Back on board



From terra firma

To the ocean waves

Bed down 5* style

Forward to the next docking station.

(c) Chris Black. August 2018

~The Poet’s Poet~