Windmills
Windmills
My life’s at Nature’s mercy
So I pray that she is kind.
Each year is spinning ’round and ’round
Like the windmills of my mind.
My blades are old and rusted,
But I hope the breeze blows strong
So they keep turning day by day
Like a catchy top 10 song.
My pump is working overtime
To ensure the waters flow,
But better to be overworked
Than broken, bent and slow.
If the wind should chance to cease
And all the air is still,
My blades will all stop turning
For I am at Gaia’s (God’s) will.
About This Poem
This short poem is a commentary describing how fleeting life can be, and that we never know how long we have on this Earth. Make the most of every moment and pray that the winds continue to blow.
Longtime poet but not in the traditional technical sense. I enjoy rhyme but like to experiment and dabble in many different forms and maybe even make up some of my own. There is always a message or lesson I want to promote through my writing, for that reason, my poetry generally shies away from the abstract and obscure.
Now I find myself branching out and experimenting with short fiction, and thoroughly enjoying this, especially flash fiction.
I have been fortunate to have two poems made into songs and recorded. The first "On the Road to Kingdom Come" by Al Wordlaw, and the second, "If I Could Write a Love Poem" by award-winning Israeli/British singer Tally Koren.
My services increasingly in demand as a freelance writer and I have ghost-written the text for a number of children's books and educational tutorials.
It has taken me many years of searching and restlessness to realise that my life's passion is to write. It saddens me that I wasted so many years not devoting to that, but thinking positively, the experiences gained over those years are now wonderful material for my stories and poems.
I want to try to bring a new focus on poetry and try to make it appealing to a new generation of young people and those who thought they never liked or understood it before.
Now I find myself branching out and experimenting with short fiction, and thoroughly enjoying this, especially flash fiction.
I have been fortunate to have two poems made into songs and recorded. The first "On the Road to Kingdom Come" by Al Wordlaw, and the second, "If I Could Write a Love Poem" by award-winning Israeli/British singer Tally Koren.
My services increasingly in demand as a freelance writer and I have ghost-written the text for a number of children's books and educational tutorials.
It has taken me many years of searching and restlessness to realise that my life's passion is to write. It saddens me that I wasted so many years not devoting to that, but thinking positively, the experiences gained over those years are now wonderful material for my stories and poems.
I want to try to bring a new focus on poetry and try to make it appealing to a new generation of young people and those who thought they never liked or understood it before.
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Nicely expressed John, and I’m hoping also my blades keep turning, God and earth willing. Enjoyed it.
Thanks, Tony. Yep, need to keep those blades oiled and spinning
Great poem, John. I love it. You chose good images to enhance. Keep those blades oiled. Well penned and enjoyable read.
Hi, Phyllis. Thanks for reading this poem. So glad you enjoyed the words and images.
I loved your comparison here John…We all need to keep those blades functioning properly..We should try to make each moment count..Thank you so much sharing and have a lovely day!
Thank you for reading this poem, Anjana. Yes, we need to maintain our blades properly so they keep on turning. You have a great day too.
Some of my best childhood memories involve windmills in the wheat lands of Western Kansas…. thanks for the trip down memory lane – John
Glad this brought back memories for you Kurt. My childhood has fond memories of windmills as well. Thanks for reading.
In hopes the wind keeps blowing and you turn out poems like this John. Excellent comparison to the wheels of the mind grinding forth, sometimes overworked but in a good way. Great imagery in this piece, Nice work~Paul
Thanks for the great comment, Paul. While that wind keeps blowin’ I’ll keep poetin’ 🙂
Yeah, “the windmills of my mind” an old cliche, but a goody.
Again, faced with your talent, jealousy rears its ugly head. 🙂 Beautiful!
Good to see you back at the site, Bill. Thanks for your kind comment and support. It humbles me that someone with your talent is jealous of my poetry.
A most wonderful poem. Enjoyed this with strain of the song windmills of your mind…
Thanks, Rasma. Yes, that song kept playing in my mind too.