Cruise Poem C31

I was my Parents’
Son on this whole cruise –
Rather than my true fun self

09.07.16

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Copyright by Minh Tan on listed dated of completion.

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Notes to this poem…

 

This was true to the point of writing, with me being very well behaved and putting family first, as well as their wishes of me and my actions like not going out dancing till early in the morning, even if on the ship.

The runs I did were in free times when I was on my own, which I would have had to do runs any time I were with my Parents anyway.

However, the four hour hot tub dip with friends the day after I wrote this, my Parents didn’t approve. But I did call out to them when they were on the deck above walking outside. They’d never have known to disapprove (later) had I not called out. I was with some friends I had made on the cruise and just thought they should get a glimpse of me having fun. They didn’t know I’d be there for four hours, of course. Mind you, I didn’t plan to be there at all. It was an impromptu decision hearing the water was fairly warm despite the much cooler air temperature one could hardly feel in the steam of the warm water. Otherwise, I’d never have lasted four minutes!

These cruise poems were written on my first ever cruise between September 2nd and 9th, from Seward, Alaska to Vancouver, British Columbia. Most were written at night on my limited down time from family, in the dark of the Helideck at the front of the ship, often alone beneath the night skies of Alaska.

 

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