Keep Going! (a poem)

Rain is falling,

Work is calling.

Time is racing,

Keep your pacing.

Try not to flag,

Even when it’s a drag.

Work through the pain,

You can do this… again.

Keep to time,

Despite the grime.

Grin and bear it,

You’ll get through it.

Focus on something

That the future will bring.

Stay on track,

No need to be slack.

Keep on going,

Show no sign of slowing.

You can make it to the end

Without going round the bend.

This poem is my way of saying, ‘We can do this. We are half way to Christmas and then we can finally have a well earned rest.’

Thank you for taking the time to read my poem. Please comment with how you are keeping going during this busy time.

My Squirrel

I see you Mr Squirrel,

Sitting on my fence.

A walnut in your paws,

Your innocent pretence.

I know you, Mr Squirrel,

You come by every day.

Running round my garden

It’s clear you like to play.

I spotted you, Mr Squirrel,

Running along my roof.

But now you’re annoying me

To tell you the truth.

You went and made a hole

And my loft became your house.

Built yourself a nest,

Oh I’d rather have a mouse.

Autumn Wind – Poem

When I was young,

The wind excited me,

It blew me around

Like a branch of a tree.

As I grew up,

I found peace in the wind.

Walked in its comfort

Till its power would rescind.

Cleared my head

With the wind in my ear.

Let it blow away worries

Leaving my mind fairly clear.

Now an old friend,

The wind freshens my day.

So I embrace the Autumn

Let the cosiness stay.

I wrote this poem because the wind reminds me of growing up. I used to love nothing more than flying a kite in a breeze. Even when I didn’t have a kite of my own, my nan would help me to make one from some sticks and a plastic bag. I loved it.

The wind was always my friend and if I was getting frustrated about something, I would go for a walk. My nan used to say the wind blows the cobwebs out of your mind and I found it therapeutic to stroll down a country drove (a sort of mud track leading to farms) and let the fresh air do its business.

Thank you so much for reading my short poem about Autumn wind. For another of my poems, check out Our Beloved Queen. Follow my blog for future similar posts and articles about books, TV shows and the environment.