My haiku habit (week 1)

I have a serious haiku habit, even though I often miscount the number of syllables. For those of you not into haiku (Caroline, I am pointing at you), please wait in anticipation for tomorrow’s post.

All my bags are packed

A lull in my day
Checklists, to-do lists, all done
Suddenly feel sad

Written: 31.07.25
Photo by Apaha Spi on Unsplash

Chock-a-block

Boat, on boat, on boat
Such a crazy idea
Will it stay afloat?

Written: 02.08.25

Safety drill and ship orientation

Wearing the right clothes
Overalls and safety shoes
Aching knees and feet

Written: 03.08.25
Photo by Thomas Fiedler on Unsplash

Outside my cabin porthole

Oranges and pinks
Sunrise makes strange landscapes home
Now, I call it mine.

Written: 04.08.25

Into the belly of the beast

Forty-six pallets of stuff
Everything has been carried
Up and down the stairs.

Written: 05.08.25

Ghost dancer

Huang Shan slides in
A ballet in precision
Takes my breath away.

Written: 05.08.25