From a Collection of First Times Remembered

From a Collection of First Times Remembered

A Poem by Neville

From a Collection of First Times Remembered

 



At twenty three hundred hours precisely


on the fifth day of December


two thousand and twenty three ..



 

We crossed the equator together


for the very first time ..


And I had my first whisky sour ..

 



While she sipped her iced Cosmopolitan


from a martini glass somewhere


mid Atlantic and on deck number thirteen ..

 


 

© 2024 Neville


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A cruise and a date to remember. What a wonderful holiday you must both have had. Deck number thirteen certainly not an unlucky thirteen and the drinks helped you celebrate in style. Lucky you Neville.

Chris

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had an interview with Neptune himself, obliged to kiss the fish (which was not as bad as it .. read more

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