Poems About Work

Let these short poems about work motivate you to do a good job. May they encourage you to be the best that you can be no matter what job you are working in. There are many times where we wish we didn't have to go to work, but ask the person who just lost their job how they feel. We should be thankful that we have the opportunity and the skills to do our jobs. These poems were written years ago but the poems still apply today. May the poems here be ones that will motivate and encourage you. 

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  1. Make Hay While The Sun Shines
    Poet: David J. Cable

    Make hay while the sun shines,
    That old maxim you'll find true,
    Do not put it off to-day,
    Thinking to-morrow will do.....
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  2. Not Worth Fooling With
    Poet: Strickland Gillilan

    What - "life is not worth fooling with?"
    You're right, my lad, you're right!
    Just spread that doctrine far and wide, and spread it with your might.
    Life never is worth "fooling with " this is the truth you're giving.
    It isn't worth the " fooling with," but it's wholly worth the living!

    You say it's "not worth fooling with " the task assigned to you.
    You're right again, impatient lad; the thing you say is true.
    Perhaps not in the sense you mean if so, there's trouble brewing.
    Your job is not worth "fooling with," but it's surely worth the doing!

    "No, tasks are not worth "fooling with" 'tis not what tasks were made for.
    You must not fool with them at all' that's not what you are paid for.
    The best that's in you, body, soul and mind, you should be giving
    To what your hands have found to do not "fooling" toiling, living!

  3. Work brings its own relief He who most idle is Has most of grief. Eugene Fitch Ware

  4. Who Is Your Boss?
    Poet: Unknown

    "I work for someone else," he said;
    "I have no chance to get ahead.
    At night I leave the job behind;
    At morn I face the same old grind.
    And everything I do by day
    Just brings to me the same old pay.
    While I am here I cannot see
    The semblance of a chance for me."

    I asked another how he viewed
    The occupation he pursued.
    "It's dull and dreary toil," said he,
    "And brings but small reward to me.
    My boss gets all the profits fine
    That I believe are rightly mine.
    My life's monotonously grim
    Because I'm forced to work for him."

    I stopped a third young man to ask
    His attitude towards his task.
    A cheerful smile lit up his face;
    "I shan't be always in this place,"
    He said, "because some distant day
    A better job will come my way."
    "Your boss?" I asked, and answered he:
    "I'm going to make him notice me.

    "He pays me wages and in turn
    That money I am here to earn,
    But I don't work for him alone;
    Allegiance to myself I own.
    I do not do my best because
    It gets me favors or applause—
    I work for him, but I can see
    That actually I work for me."

    "It looks like business good to me
    The best clerk on the staff to be.
    If customers approve my style
    And like my manner and my smile
    I help the firm to get the pelf,
    But what is more I help myself.
    From one big thought I'm never free:
    That every day I work for me."

    Oh, youth, thought I, you're bound to climb
    The ladder of success in time.
    Too many self-impose the cross
    Of daily working for a boss,
    Forgetting that in failing him
    It is their own stars that they dim.
    And when real service they refuse
    They are the ones who really lose.

  5. Let Me Do My Work
    Poet: Henry VanDyke

    Let me but do my work from day to day,
    In field or forest, at the desk or loom,
    In roaring market-place or tranquil room;
    Let me but find it in my heart to say,
    When vagrant wishes beckon me astray,
    "This is my work; my blessing, not my doom;
    "Of all who live, I am the one by whom
    "This work can best be done in the right way."

    Then shall I see it not too great, nor small,
    To suit my spirit and to prove my powers;
    Then shall I cheerful greet the labouring hours,
    And cheerful turn, when the long shadows fall
    At eventide, to play and love and rest,
    Because I know for me my work is best.

  6. Work Is The Ladder To Success
    Poet: Unknown

    Work is what you make it - a drudgery, or a joy,
    Work is the bread upon the waters,
    Work is the genius of application.
    Work is the cure of laziness, riches and indigestion and poverty....
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  7. Work
    Poet: Angela Morgan

    Thank God for the might of it,
    The ardor, the urge, the delight of it--
    Work that springs from the heart's desire,
    Setting the brain and the soul on fire--
    Oh, what is so good as the heat of it,
    And what is so glad as the beat of it,
    And what is so kind as the stern command,
    Challenging brain and heart and hand?

    Thank God for the pride of it,
    For the beautiful, conquering tide of it.
    Sweeping the life in its furious flood,
    Thrilling the arteries, cleansing the blood,
    Mastering stupor and dull despair,
    Moving the dreamer to do and dare.
    Oh, what is so good as the urge of it,
    And what is so glad as the surge of it,
    And what is so strong as the summons deep,
    Rousing the torpid soul from sleep?

    Thank God for the pace of it,
    For the terrible, keen, swift race of it;
    Fiery steeds in full control,
    Nostrils a-quiver to greet the goal.
    Work, the Power that drives behind,
    Guiding the purposes, taming the mind,
    Holding the runaway wishes back,
    Reining the will to one steady track,
    Speeding the energies faster, faster,
    Triumphing over disaster.
    Oh, what is so good as the pain of it,
    And what is so great as the gain of it?
    And what is so kind as the cruel goad,
    Forcing us on through the rugged road?

    Thank God for the swing of it,
    For the clamoring, hammering ring of it,
    Passion and labor daily hurled
    On the mighty anvils of the world.
    Oh, what is so fierce as the flame of it?
    And what is so huge as the aim of it?
    Thundering on through dearth and doubt,
    Calling the plan of the Maker out.
    Work, the Titan; Work, the friend,
    Shaping the earth to a glorious end,
    Draining the swamps and blasting the hills,
    Doing whatever the Spirit wills--
    Rending a continent apart,
    To answer the dream of the Master heart.
    Thank God for a world where none may shirk--
    Thank God for the splendor of work!

  8. Work Loyally
    Poet: Helen M. Richardion

    Just where you stand in the conflict,
    There is your place!
    Just where you think you are useless
    Hide not your face!
    God placed you there for a purpose,
    Whate'er it be;
    Think He has chosen you for it--
    Work loyally.

    Gird on your armor! Be faithful
    At toil or rest,
    Whiche'er it be, never doubting
    God's way is best.
    Out in the fight, or on picket,
    Stand firm and true;
    This is the work which your Master
    Gives you to do.

  9. The Day's Work
    Poet: Goethe

    Use well the moment; what the hour
    Brings for thy use is in thy power;
    And what thou best canst understand
    Is just the thing lies nearest to thy hand.
    Art thou little, do that little well
    And for thy comfort know
    The biggest man can do his biggest
    Work no better than just so.
    Like the star that shines afar,
    Without haste and without rest,
    Let each man wheel with steady sway
    Round the task that rules the day.
    And do his best.

  10. The Day And The Work
    Poet: Edwin Markham

    To each man is given a day and his work for the day;
    And once, and no more, he is given to travel this way;
    And woe if he flies from the task, whatever the odds;
    For the task is appointed to him on the scroll of the gods.

    There is waiting a work where only your hands can avail:
    And so, if you falter, a chord in the music will fail.
    We may laugh to the sky, we may lie for an hour in the sun;
    But we dare not go hence till the labor appointed is done.

    To each man is given a marble to carve for the wall;
    A stone that is needed to heighten the beauty of all:
    And only his soul has the magic to give it a grace;
    And only his hands have the cunning to put it in place.

    We are given one hour to parley and struggle with Fate,
    Our wild hearts filled with the dream, our brains with the high debacle.
    It is given to look on life once, and only once to die;
    One testing, and then at a sigh we go out of the sky.

    Yes, the task that is given to each man, no other can do;
    So your work is awaiting; it has waited through ages for you.

  11. The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight,  But they, while thier companion slept Were toiling upward in the night. Henry W. Longfellow

  12. Find Your Work - Then Leap
    Poet: David V. Bush

    Ah, are you happy in your work?
    If not you ought to be;
    The man who loves the work he does,
    Works on most cheerily.
    There's something in this world so fair
    Some high ambitious peak
    That you can reach; so co and dare,
    Then plan and make the leap!

    Full many one with talent great
    Lies prostrate, on life’s sand;
    Has met defeat and feels too weak
    To do what he began.
    You cannot do your level best
    And reach life’s highest peak
    Unless you follow up your bent -
    Plan well, and make the leap.

    It takes much nerve and courage too,
    Your talent to augment,
    But every one beneath the sun
    A talent has - his bent.
    Get in your line - you have a work -
    Some life’s all glorious peak
    That you can reach - just know thyself -
    So plan and make the leap.

    Plan well, of course, but do thou plan!
    Of course you’ll sweat and pant;
    The road of life with all its strife
    Is strewn with bones, “I can’t.”
    The skeletons of men who’ve quit
    You’ll pass up to life’s peak,
    But man! have pluck to do and dare!
    Do plan, and make the leap!

    The one who leaps may wonder oft,
    If he did what was right;
    You’ll often be far out “at sea”
    But don’t give up the fight.
    Your way is long, perhaps, and tough,
    But climb, climb, to the peak!
    Tho doubts assail, you cannot fail
    Plan now and make the leap!

  13. Do The Work
    Poet: Charles Kingsley

    Do the work that's nearest
    Through it's dull at whiles.
    Helping, when you meet them,
    Lame dogs over stiles;
    See in every hedgerow
    Marks of angels feet,
    Epics in each pebble
    Underneath our feet.

  14. Promotion
    Poet: Edgar A. Guest

    Promotion comes to him who sticks
    Unto his work and never kicks,
    Who watches neither clock nor sun
    To tell him when his task is done;
    Who toils not by a stated chart,
    Defining to a jot his part,
    But gladly does a little more
    Than he's remunerated for.
    The man, in factory or shop,
    Who rises quickly to the top,
    Is he who gives what can't be bought:
    Intelligent and careful thought.

    No one can say just when begins
    The service that promotion wins,
    Or when it ends; 'tis not defined
    By certain hours or any kind
    Of system that has been devised;
    Merit cannot be systemized.
    It is at work when it's at play;
    It serves each minute of the day;
    'Tis always at its post, to see
    New ways of help and use to be.
    Merit from duty never slinks,
    Its cardinal virtue is - it thinks!

    Promotion comes to him who tries
    Not solely for a selfish prize,
    But day by day and year by year
    Holds his employer's interests dear.
    Who measures not by what he earns
    The sum of labor he returns.
    Nor counts his day of toiling through
    Till he's done all that he can do.
    His strength is not of muscle bred,
    But of the heart and of the head.
    The man who would the top attain
    Must demonstrate he has a brain.

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