I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world,
to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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14 June 2015

Winter Sunday

the day of rest
I stay in dressing-gown
all day, reading

phone unplugged
doors locked, screen door snibbed
home is my castle

night settling down
favourite shows on telly
my old cat snuggling














For Sunday lime at Gillena's 'Lunch Break' blog

6 comments:

  1. My kind of Sunday. Relax, decompress and start fresh on Monday . . . haiku senryu the perfect reflection and expression - of a laid back day. Lovely.

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  2. perfect Sunday; thank you for linking in at my Sunday Lime

    much love...

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  3. Rare as they are, I love days like this. A real treat that we rarely give ourselves.

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  4. Sounds like heaven and I want FIVE days like that!

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