Train - Haiku Book

Monday 08/04/19

It’s so gray today,
The mist hangs from cloudy skies,
Enshroulding the land.

The train speeding on,
Uncaring and un-seeing,
Sees not, Spring’s waiting!

Up and out early,
Down the land and up the land,
We will get there soon.

Stockport Station now,
We going further northwards,
On a virgin train

Sleep is chasing me,
If I stop it will catch me.
Dreams invade my thoughts.

The train is so hot,
Filling up with more people,
Soon it will dream off.

Django’s Minor Swing,
Runs so beautifully on.
Stefan sounds good too.

A mornings journey,
Walk, bus, train and walk again,
It’s quite a journey.

I’m very tired,
I think about holidays,
And then keep working.

It feels refreshing,
The first of the month, yes March!
It’s Friday as well.

Early train to work,
Might be tempted by breakfast,
Maybe just coffee.

14 MPs leave,
It’s time for change, it’s coming.
Brexit mess rolls on.

Lightly loaded train,
Speeding through the countryside,
I will soon be there.

The train’s just pulled in,
People get ready to leave.
The day now begins.

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I’m here on the train,
The start of the week now starts,
Maybe coffee helps?

Just one more stop now,
Then a walk across London
The work day begins.

J’ecoute une chanson,
La Vie En Rose, je me pense.
Madeleine Peyroux.

My French is so bad,
But I try from time to time.
She sings in English.

Take the early train,
Early Friday morning crowds,
The journey’s the same.

The morning is dark,
No sleepy sun rising yet
To pull nights sheets back.

The journey goes on
Familiar sounds around
Soon coming to stop.

There’s talk on the train,
Rebellion from last on.
Move down there’s more space.

The train is moving,
Faster today into town,
It’s cold wet and grey.