The ocean cruiser sailed along, pristine in every part.
The windows gleamed like crystal, thanks to a certain art.
The art of window-cleaning doesn't get a lot of press,
Although they get a lot of flack if windows look a mess.
We weren't right out at sea, of course, but the water was quite deep!
And I expected all the while a death-defying leap!
Attached by ropes they surely were, but high above the sea,
And I was very grateful that one of them wasn't me!
I am in awe of sailors who climb the masts. I become fearful just watching them.
To clean windows while at sea seems a very odd thing to have to do! Enlarged, the photo has a lot of detail that adds to the drama of the scene.
LOL! This is a fun read, and I so agree!!! I wouldn't want that job.
I loved the poem. It gave me shivers to think of the window cleaners hanging over the water.
I love sailing and would have been a sailor, had I been a boy, for my father was one. I often made a voyage from the Netherlands to Indonesia and back and I always enjoyed travelling. Thanks for reviving these memories.
Ha! That was fun! LOL!
It's true, those 'high-building' window cleaners take their lives in their hands. I don't know how they do it!
Don't know why but never thought about cleaning windows on ships. Some of those ocean liners are huge, as you say, rather them than me.
not my kind of gig
Always pleased to let someone else do the 'hanging out and over'. Great E...
Its time someone invented self cleaning windows. The pic says a thousand words..!!!
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