CY@CY Says Welcome to my dreamscape. Where a Lim is also a Ling.

By the road he lies His cans strewn in midst of roads For cars to flatten

My youth is long gone My aged heart has few regrets Each day a blessing

With the music off Silence has its own rhythm The music of silence

Getting close to birds A great challenge for birders Use telephoto

Beautiful sunset Soothing his mild depression With a golden smile

A wasp builds its nest behind our bronze crucifix Nest shown no mercy

Taut tense leg muscles Someone suggests turmeric Inflamed suggestion

Down the sloppy track we went for swim in the sea Allure of Hick’s Bay.

Senior reunion Blood pressure cholesterol talks Forget memories

Haiku on a piece of two-ply toilet paper Written in the loo.