It's peaceful here - high up
above this ship's huge prow -
in a quiet 'observation lounge'.
No engine noise,
a mellow up-and downy sway
and seasick pills and G-and-Ts combine
to leave you floating on a gentle cloud
as you scan blurred waves for hours
in search of dolphins and elusive whales.
A variation on a theme -
a way to limit pain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love the imagery this enjoyable poem creates! Well done!