David Wood

Gold Star - 10,843 Points (07 April 1950 / London)

An Ordinary Day - Poem by David Wood

The joggers running around the lake
Looked as if they were about to give birth.
They say no pain no gain but they were
Obviously stressed out to say the least.

My exercise was throwing the ball for Clara
Who retrieved it and brought it back to me.
This routine we did every morning for the
Past year, except when it rained.

The lake was kidney shaped and was one
Mile round and almost flat except for the
Grassy mounds that were raised covered
With bushes and ash trees and silver birch.

Joggers, dog walkers and the elderly plodded
Around trying not to bump into each other
With a ‘Morning’ or ‘Afternoon’ as the day dictated.
Even young mums with pushchairs graced the day.

There was nothing special about the lake, in fact
It was ordinary as lakes go with swans, ducks and
Geese flapping about with coots and moorhens
In their wake but it was popular with folk.

But this is the thing with life, we take the ordinary
And turn it into something special, a cause celeb.
And the moments we share with strangers can
Be moments to savour in the course of the day.

Comments about An Ordinary Day by David Wood

  • Gold Star - 69,382 Points Fabrizio Frosini (7/20/2015 2:15:00 AM)

    the ordinary and personal become general and universal.. well penned write (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 7,053 Points Kanniappan Kanniappan (9/26/2013 11:25:00 PM)

    Hi David,
    I feel as if I am walking round the lake. I wondered by seeing the local British (While I went to Reading, UK) or Americans (while I went to Seattle) wishing 'Hi' with a smile. Nice poem. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 7,053 Points Kanniappan Kanniappan (8/6/2013 10:01:00 PM)

    I understand a poet can write, even an ordinary morning walk in a park, as a very nice poem.
    Kindly go through my poems as per links given below:

    http: //www.poemhunter.com/poem/thames-beautiful-thames/
    http: //www.poemhunter.com/poem/watching-swans-from-caversham-bridge/

    I had been to READING UK during 2006, stayed with my son in Swansea road, reading. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Sian Sullivan (7/20/2013 2:09:00 PM)

    That is exactly how it is! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 5,346 Points Ken E Hall (7/16/2013 2:19:00 AM)

    Different slant on an ordinary day which as the poem goes on the ending explains it all and the skill of the writer,
    nice to read...regards (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 38 Points Cambridge Keenan (7/12/2013 5:58:00 PM)

    this is so right on David...meeting new people, doing kind deeds for others....just being in someone's presence can be a big deal for many are lonely, have no family or abandoned...our word can be so cruel and vicious...I see it getting colder and colder....like the ice age is here....it makes me sad (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 9,262 Points Geetha Jayakumar (7/12/2013 9:56:00 AM)

    Good write....We take the ordinary and turn it into something special....Well said... (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 5,967 Points Lorraine Colon (7/9/2013 12:39:00 PM)

    Good feelings radiate from this poem, but especially the last stanza. Just a smile or kind word from a stranger can have such a great impact, not just on the day, but sometimes on our lives. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,639 Points Kavya . (7/9/2013 4:29:00 AM)

    rightly said, in life an ordinary thing can be turned special by sharing some moments even with strangers! a gud write... (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 10,120 Points Heather Wilkins (7/8/2013 6:17:00 PM)

    sounds like a very nice day David. even running can be fun. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 5,481 Points Paul Brookes (7/8/2013 10:16:00 AM)

    No such thing as ordinary as your poem is proof of Great write 10/10 BB =: OD (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Kevin Halls (7/8/2013 10:14:00 AM)

    Nothing ordinary about this poem David.
    Once again you manage to paint a vivid picture in words. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 11,752 Points Tirupathi Chandrupatla (7/8/2013 9:59:00 AM)

    Ordinary becomes extraordinary in the eyes of the poet and it becomes a source of joy for all the readers. Great poem. Thank you David. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 211 Points R.j. Wynn (7/8/2013 9:34:00 AM)

    Awesome write Dave, so very able to relate. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,384 Points Cynthia Buhain-baello (7/8/2013 7:52:00 AM)

    A very vivid and profound write, the lake scene aptly painted but your words. The lines are light and smooth, gently touching one's sensibilities and creates a tranquil mood. Very nice indeed. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 45,665 Points Valsa George (7/8/2013 7:16:00 AM)

    A casual day around an ordinary lake and casual scenes. Yet it has a charm of its own! Such trivialities of life make life colourful! Enjoyed the lake scene with joggers running around and mums with pushchairs strolling with their infants and toddlers! (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,130 Points Dave Walker (7/8/2013 5:43:00 AM)

    A great poem, I always try and do something different every day,
    it doesn't always work out like it should but it makes some kind of
    change. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 191 Points Jenie Franksay (7/8/2013 5:43:00 AM)

    nicely potrayed...
    i felt as if i am somewhere near the lake.
    hatsoff sir. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 70,570 Points Gajanan Mishra (7/8/2013 5:24:00 AM)

    we take the ordinary in to something special. Life is just ordinary, just natural, a true poet only can know it, thanks. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 5,215 Points Walterrean Salley (7/8/2013 5:18:00 AM)

    Turning the ordinary into something extraordinary. What a wonderful thought. And that's just what we poets do.
    Thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 8, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, July 8, 2013

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