Day 1 ~ Secrets​

Fused together – restricting. 

Forced to remain closed. 
Confined inhabitants enclosed 
and encased by their confidences. 

Lips locked – unyielding. 

Pressure building within; 
filled to bursting with 
remnants of a history. 

Mind muddled – confusing. 

Pieces of the puzzle form – 
joined together pice-by-thought, 
unrevealing in nature… 

Day 2 ~ Train Ride

I sit in my rightful position. 
A chair, upright and vertical. 
I hear the wheels insistant hiss, 
as we slowly begin our voyage. 
I watch as scenes quickly appear 
and disappear before us. 
A variety of noises within the carriage 
provides a bustle of activity 
among the exhuberant travellers. 
Watching as children produce 
games, treats and books, 
while parents watch with smiles. 
Couples holding hands; 
whispering sweet nothings 
from anticipating lips to ear. 
I feel content in my own 
commuter world – sat with 
book in hands and eyes on window; 
seeing towns and cities pass by 
in a hazy migratory blur. 
I look on, reminded of Shakespeare; 
“We few, we happy few,  
we band of brothers;” 
as our train pulls into another station  
my stop – my destination – my arrival. 

Day 3 ~ Handbag

My handbag reflects me as an individual;
it holds belongings to me that are personal.

A purse disclosing my current wealth
painkillers to reinstate my health.

A notebook to grip my internal notions - 
alongside a book that evokes emotions.

A spare bag to carry what I acquire;  
money in my purse slowly burning fire.

Business cards, as I'm always prepared
with a brush enclosed to arrange my hair.

A pen to scribble down important notes
and a silk scarf to warm my throat.

This is my bag that shows the true me
bringing forth elements of my identity.

What does your handbag say about you...

Day 4 ~ Happiness

Rainbows over clouds,
shining through trees​;
illuminating flower beds.

Children sing through
slats in wooden fences;
whilst bouncing a ball.

Lavenders' scent fills
the space between
grass and tarmac.

Tasting the bread
being baked in ovens
in houses on pavements.

Sauntering between cars
into the wilderness
surrounding the city.

A lake filled with mallards
acts as a frame, watching
the sun gradually lowering.

The days close laying ahead.