Walking around the bay

Written to a prompt of "write something about Cardiff in 5 minutes" at the Cardiff bay writing group meetup last night.

So narrow, the world, recently
Head travels only, thinking
overthinking maybe,
the steps to get to the water

The submerged grid of pebbles outside the flat, blind mans crossing
The herringbone brick pavement with its dips and slants, leading
around the corner, down the street

The bilingual sign posts many ways, mermaids and hamadryads here

Resting on red ironwork, hearing the snick-whoosh of cars
speeding up to the bridge

My leg anchoring me but mind travelling on
across to the Taff

Tomorrow, maybe, to walk that far
to watch the swans, white holes in the pewter glitter
bending their necks at the flightless bird.