close your eyes,
State 3 things you’re grateful for.
Not one, not two,
but just one more.
Focus on your goals and dreams,
let go of the wheel
yet do not scream.
Embrace the gifts
the universe bestows
and each day your gratitude will grow.
I started once, in darker times,
and now I smile at all that’s mine.
If you ask me how to get to the top
I couldn’t tell you.
While mistakes can be alchemised
and forging futures front foot forward
I have also danced upon the edge of despair.
I’ve driven myself mad
and analysing anxiety.
So while I bask in favourable fortunes
I shan’t look to explain them.
I shall enjoy the rippling winds of change
and appreciate the pleasure of this moment.
Today I’ve opted for the official NaPoWriMo prompt of using metonymy.
Is it a bee?
Is it tea?
Is it a bee eating its tea?
Is it Oasis?
Is it the rain?
Is it euphoria that glides ‘cross your brain?
Is it United?
Is it City?
Is it the pints, the cheers and the ditties?
Is it your hopes?
Is it your dreams?
Is it a place that’s more than it seems.
From Peterloo to the splitting the atom…
it’s Manchester, and it’s fuckin’ smashing!