Cape of Good Hope, (hardly) seen from Table Mountain (picture by author)

A, C, E, E, P, S

We traveled to the capes

Of Aquilhas and Good Hope

And looked at the sky

Above the Mountainscape, endless,

Infinite space

Room for my soul’s escape

This is peace, I thought,

Life’s pace slows down -

To calculate happiness

We don’t need thee, CPA’s!

Just for fun, Tamyka. To escape the daily chores I chose for hyperlight verse.

Friend of life and beauty and foe of spoilers of life and beauty. Golden marriage. Grandfather. Pianist and micro poet. Dutch, European.

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