In Juneau
It
seemed like every other
light
pole,
phone
pole,
or
barren tree
served
as a perch
for a
bald eagle.
They
used to be endangered.
Not so
much since 2007.
And
definitely not in Juneau.
It’s
still a thrill
to see
the six to eight feet wing span
glide through the blue sky.
Queasy
Quietly
rocking back and forth
Unsteady
on my feet
Away
we go!
Swells
growing
Yucky
feeling in my tummy
Happy Place
Relaxing
on ship room couch
Peering
through large window
Cliffs,
forests, houses go by
Blessed
and happy
I
seldom feel really happy,
But
I’m happiest
When I
travel.
Sailing Day
Gray
ocean stretches out to gray sky
Cold,
salty breeze
Smell
of fish and sea weed
Hum of
the motor
Wind
whistles
Rain
drops
Indentions
in water on balcony
Ship
rocks back and forth
Memory Lane
Riding
in the plane
Riding
in the shuttle
Riding
on the ship.
Sitting
in the theater
Waiting
for the Beatles knock off
I felt
like I was riding on the plane.
And
they came on
And we
were riding on Penny Lane
And
Memory Lane.
Those dating days.
Lord,
thanks for putting up with me
through
all of that.
First Day of Alaska Cruise
From
the hotel in Seattle
We
shuttled to the port
The
driver spoke of home in Greece
She
made the ride seem short
We
stood in line for a long while
We
inched ahead and then
At
last, embarked upon the ship,
It’s
nice to cruise again.
We
settled in our little room
Which
has a balcony
We ate
some lunch, explored the ship
And
felt so glad and free
We
watched the water gliding past
On
observation deck
Had
dinner at a grand buffet
Then
took some time to rest
Hotel in Seattle
A
simple room, bare blind
Three
strips with Seattle scene
Round
mirror
Sliding
of pages
Snap
of phone
Rustle
of papers
Dry,
stale
Wake
up
Morning
breath
Soft
bed, achy back
Wet
hair
Tight
striped socks
Light
smell of shampoo
Flowery
perfume
Bacon
down the hallway
