zymotux

haiku

Rain falls as I sip A dram of Islay whisky Dusky Cardiff skies

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Sunday night (relax!) The weekend draws to a close Calm liminal space

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It's that time of year again. The beech tree outside the window has young leaves on it and the birds of lockdown are returning to it. So far I've seen a Pica pica (magpie), a blue tit, and three collared doves (perhaps last year's hatchling alongside the previous pair?).

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Sun came out to play Friends, dog, baby, smiles again Whisky at the close

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Toys and books scattered Daddy-traps across the floor Pause (the menace sleeps)

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Big Boat you are free! Sail onwards with your cargo What next, news cycle?

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...is how the croup cough is described. All I know is that it certainly sounded alarming coming from my upset baby at 3:30 in the morning!

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I seem to be into poetry writing at the moment. This morning I was up early, sitting in the rocking chair with a sleeping babe, drinking my coffee. I typed out four different haikus on my phone, all trying to capture this early spring morning in Cardiff as seen and heard through my window. It's apparently a favourite physical setting of mine for poetry writing, having also composed poems last August and another in February.

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Tired gritty eyes Parents greet the new morning Joyful baby smiles

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I may add a search bar at some point but for now, you can also navigate posts according to hashtags, grouped below in a way that makes sense to me and evolving as I post more. Expect a mixed bag. Some of the posts will feature the tagged topic as the central focus of the post, others will merely touch on it. If you'd prefer to scroll through a timeline of posts, head to my Archive.

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