It’s the First of May Barry Gibb’s falsetto voice Always comes to mind

Photo from Google Search Bedtime story ends The little girl falls asleep Dreams of a frog’s kiss.

Photo from Google Search Midst of a cold war Rain interrupts the silence of nothing to say.

Dadawa music Dream of going to Tibet Her drums woke me up.

My birding photo An oriental pied hornbill Flies out of the frame.

Quiet down cawing crow Your ruckus raises my ire Like a witch you are.

A scorching hot day Miri’s Waterfront seahorse Does not even care

The smell of old books Dusty dampstained fore edges Reading bug is dead.

A long dead lizard Stuck on the spine of the book Pet Sematary.

A forest concert Magpie robin sings solo While woodpeckers tap.