Month: September 2019

I’m going for gold,
I do not,
Think I’m too old.
Bronze would be good too!

The autumn sun shines,
Its warm embrace,
Welcoming,
As evening draws in.

Saw this great image,
Which one best suits your thinking?
Take the wider view!

Well, what can I do?
The day is fresh and sunny,
Here I am in work.

The moon shines brightly,
In the deep dark sky beyond,
A glow with sunlight.

Little by little,
I’m getting things done today,
Slowly but surely.

My mind’s gone AWOL,
I’ve sent out the search party,
No one has returned.

A lovely Sun Day!
I hope is a great Fun Day,
Or relaxing Day.

The garden’s a mess,
My office needs to expand,
The kitchen is best.

I’ve been tidying,
Recycling paper and stuff,
Finding things, I’d lost.

Getting things sorted,
Paperwork, visits and calls.
I’m doing the rounds.

The day waits outside,
Calling me to go to it.
I will heed its call.

What a lovely day!
These are the times,
I like best!
It’s time to enjoy.

There’s peace between words,
Strange but true,
Hear the silence!
When people just talk.

Friday evenings sun,
Warm and bright,
Yes, what a sight,
Starting the weekend!

Crowded in the train
Bags and bums crush together
Strange way to travel.

Waiting for the bus,
Baggage in tow,
And some snacks,
All going places.

This evenings skyline,
Great blues, orange and yellow,
I am glad for it.

A September day,
Calm and fresh,
The sun’s shining.
In a clear blue sky.

Things I want to do,
Pay my bills,
Take a long cruise,
Finish write my books.

Getting back on track,
Finding beauty in the day,
Finding things to say.

A row of green bags,
Leaf tributes in Postmans Park,
So, no leaf unturned!

Try to escape,
The hectic treadmills turnings,
Though it’s hard to change.

This day was busy,
I could not catch my tail.
I was left spinning.

The days are a blur,
I stir at 6 and then go.
Just a lot to do.

What is on my mind?
This blog asks me this each time,
I start to write here.

The rain is falling,
Gentle like summer kisses,
Some think they are wet.