Morning has broken
Up with the birds
Buffered by breezes
Boats are appearing
and crossing our bow
The sky starts to colour
With camera in hand
A few more circuits
And the sun makes its stand
Pity the camera’s been in the chill
Lens are all frosted
and I can see nil
(Thank God for my iPhone)
The river is wide,
And palm trees appear
Lights up ahead
and Rangoon is near
The Captain ‘crabs’ sideways to dock
I take to the aft deck
and breakfast . . . on stewed prunes and soft boiled eggs.
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