When not at work or engaged in your usual daily routine, try to be creative. Try to find a mindful pursuit which engages you and provides balance. Write, draw, run, walk, watch, paint, sing, bake, swim, puzzle or try some gardening. Being creative provides another focus, can nurture us in so many ways and reduces the time available we could potentially waste on rumination. Having a creative mind, can reduce blockers to clarity. Endless possibilities await.

I might draw, I might no

I might draw, I might no.

I might write, about my plight, my right to fight for what I believe is right. But I might no.

I might grow, shoots and roots from mother earth below, from the seeds that I sew. I might no.

I might fish in a local river, an honest endeavour, never say never. I might no.

I might bake, bake a cake, for my old neighbours sake. I might no.

I might walk, and mindfully talk, try to understand whats what. I might no.

I might kiss, a certain Miss, who offers me bliss, who’s gave me all this. I might no.

I might paint, the clouds in the sky, as they wander by, try to beautify. I might no.

I might graze, embrace an outdoor space, enjoy the breath and the taste. I might no.

I might read, normally guaranteed, to nourish and feed, this big heed, I might no.

If I was in my prime, I might climb, to hear the church bells chime. I might no.

I might dance, through happenstance or if I get the chance. I might no.

I might sketch, sketch the moor, and all its allure, shared between rich and the poor. I might no.

I might jump in the freezing sea, well up to my knees, feeling totally free. I might no.

I might create, its never too late, shape my fate, help stop me ruminate. I just might.

Poetcast – I might draw, I might no

R G Robb © 2021