My haiku habit (week 9)

Impressionistic

I thought they painted
By squinting their eyes near shut
Here my eyes wide open.

Another world

Daily 10K steps
Between the storms and calm seas
No smoking is home.

Land at last

It slips into view
I hoped it would never come
Still I feel such joy.

My blue crocs of bad fashion

Those new friends of mine
Carried me around the ship
Should I leave them here?

A fawning bush of yellow

Mountain of iron
This is the reality
Yet see, life still blooms.

Shore leave

Chocolate lava
So many speaking so loud
My heart pattering.

What I will surely miss

Friends you find at sea
Wise man with tree on his head
Evening of laughter.