Posted in Mindful Moments, Poetry, Thought Provokers

A Poetic Moment Pondering Why Time is of the Essence

Time. We often seem to think we’ve never a right amount…
There’s always something done too soon/too late/or can be done later…
We seem to forget that the only time we truely have is what’s in this moment now,
Yet our perspective still holds hope that times to come shall be ones greater.

Thus though for some that may hold true ~ their futures turn out to be amazing,
Way too many of us miss so much until our now is a moment long in the past,
For when we focus too obsessively on creating a future epic compared to now,
We miss all the seraphic moments quintessential to our life as ’tis rolling fast.

This is why so many remind us to stay mindful of our current moments,
In our lives we only have those mixed with memories and hope components,
And to be wasting each and every hour consumed by futures enticing pull,
We tend to forget that our time right now is the one of essence’s rule…

So whilst we may have the odd lackadaisical moment to smell the roses of our lives,
They tend to be so few that we do ignorantly miss what we desire as it thrives,
While we’re planning our next thing we think will work more of it into our days,
Often even forgetting what we’ve already got as it seraphically parlays.

Thus please go forth now ~ with this thought somewhere in your mind,
Take a moment to be more present to your present moment in kind,
And if you need support to slow down before it does all pass on by,
I’ve options here at The Poetic Life 2.0 you may just want to try.

Posted in Poetry, Thought Provokers

A Poetic Moment Pondering Our Ability to Endure 

When we’re working towards a goal or on a project that takes a lot of time,
We often must find ways to increase our endurance levels,
As otherwise we may never reach our moment of fulfilled manifestation,
If the marathon to accomplish it takes our stamina and hastily dishevels it…

Thus why one needs to be mindful of their ability to endure through one’s marathon,
Taking a moment when necessary to replenish thy being whenever need be,
As burnout can increase overwhelm and stresses one can unnecessarily put upon oneself,
Leaving failure to give the illusion that it will be the one winning imminently.

So as another milestones deadline brings it’s challenges to ones already loaded day,
Remember ’tis mostly an illusion that one’s mentally losing in this foray,
For often we just need to see things from an adjusted perspectives view,
To unveil a way to greater ease of enduring through this one too!

And though we often bring these sorts of challenges upon ourselves,
We still need to endure thru them to evolve ourselves from their conquering,
Sometimes we need to endure them from varying facets of their existence,
Until we learn and thus evolve so as no longer in their perspective we find ourselves wandering.

Posted in Poetry, Thought Provokers

A Poetic Moment Pondering the Importance of Conquering Challenges

Upon our path through life we often face an abundance of challenges,
They guide us into the wiser beings we shall eventually become,
Though there’s times when the challenges we face feel unconquerable,
Yet we still get through them learning lessons often invisible though never none.

Thus we go forth learning all we can to conquer the challenges we’re yet to face,
Despite never knowing what they may be or where/when they will occur…
As when they do hit we need to be as ready as we can be,
For being ready for the unknown as ’tis possible is what we’re told to prefer…

Though how important is it for us to actually conquer and learn from our challenges?
Is it not also important to be defeated by them at times?
Can't challenges sometimes just be telling us something is not meant for our path?
As polarity cannot always allow for life to be sweet and sublime.

However irrespective if we conquer the challenge we face or not,
’Tis how it supports our evolution that is more to this elements key,
For all the challenges we face are designed in a way that helps us grow,
Pushing us ~ often uncomfortably ~ towards the version of ourselves we need to be.

Thus next time one is facing a challenge that’s uncomfortable and rough,
Perhaps take a moment and asses what the purpose of said challenge is potentially,
As it may enlighten a path through one may not have noticed before,
Allowing one to endure and learn what is needed in greater ease subsequently.

Posted in Info Poem, Poetry, Thought Provokers

A Poetic Moment Contemplating Mastering the Art of Idea Sharing for Greater Manifestation Success

When one’s an idea they’re obsessively passionate about,
They may want to scream it to the entire world,
However, despite the fact most of the world wont want to listen,
The moment one should fully announce their ideas is probably best left until it’s unfurled…

Yet keeping what we desire to manifest bottled away inside of us alone is unhealthy,
Thus picking whom one tells and what details to keep to oneself is a heavy key,
For the moment we tell too much to the wrong person it may be over rather quickly,
As sometimes those we trust can eradicate our creations/plans or make them theirs and flee…

So when we divulge an element of what it is we desire to bring into the world,
One way to safe guard the whole manifestation ‘tis by questioning before we speak,
A simple ‘what to tell or not to tell’ moment in our thoughts can save all we’re working upon,
Lightening the weight of keeping it all to oneself whilst still keeping its unique components secretly complete…

For even when we’ve a team to support us through whatever we happen to be doing,
Each only knowing what they need to know allows the other elements to be sacredly stewing,
Which gives the universe it’s space to work on it’s elements whilst the others are queuing,
In ways we may never understand through the plot twisting challenges it tends to like slewing!

Thus whom we tell or don’t tell and what ~ whilst ’tis a quintessential decision for us alone,
We need to remember manifesting can be rather negatively impacted from our decision,
Despite the positive support we can be given from imparting the right elements to others,
’Tis a rather intricate element that we need undertake with the utmost nuanced precision.

Posted in Bush poetry, Mindful Moments, Nature, Poetry

A Mini Mindful Moment Birdwatching in the Australian Outback

If one were to venture into or visualise a shrubby area of the Australian Outback,
Then take a slowed deep breath whilst finding themselves a comfortable spot to stay awhile,
One may experience an abundance of enchanting things that most on a bush walk,
Would pass by with minimal notice due to their focus and walking style…

Such as the colourful wrens and finches whom flit through the bushes with grace,
Shade spectrum’s of violet thru blue ~ yellow, shades of brown and reds too,
Hopping from branch to twig near unnoticeable to the alternatively distracted eye,
Like fairies going about their day through the blue grey bushes where we’ve near not a clue.

For bright green parrots and budgies may be obvious as the fly by our heads,
And cockatoos in their colourful array are as easy to spot as the Major Mitchel and Galah,
Yet the likes of the bush doves and honeyeaters join the smaller kingfishers in being lesser seen by far.

As to experience the delight of seeing one of these more infinitesimal varieties of birdlife hidden away,
One need be mindful of the seraphic location and be quietly lackadaisical yet alert to their way,
For if one can venture beyond the illusion of these delightful beings being rare,
One may be in for an enchanting experience that can be mystifyingly magical to compare!

Posted in Bush poetry, Mindful Moments, Nature, Poetry

A Poetic Moment Amongst Wonders of the Australian Outback

When one ventures into the Australian Outback,
Red sand often lies beneath one’s feet with clear blue skies overhead,
Whilst the plant life tends to bring it’s blue grey backdrop,
Unless it’s autumn or spring and the wild flowers bloom painting a floral rainbow instead…

Thus in midsummer when the gum’s finished blooming - ’tis too hot anytime but dusk and dawn,
To venture outside to enjoy the bushland without iced drinks and unavoidable sunburn…
So in the momentary magical moment when ’tis daylight yet mildly cool,
One can venture into the Aussie bushland on clear tracks safely from the heat in turn.

For enjoying the cockatoos squawking from the tree they call home for the night,
Though nearly excruciatingly loud if theres more birds than tree ’tis certainly an unforgettable sight,
The breeze wisps through the tree leaves blowing the cares from your aura and mind,
And while ever the snakes and goannas steer clear of your path your far from in a bind.

Though one can often not smell much more than dust… unless rain’s nearby and gidgee wreaks,
Which would blast this moment far from the lackadaisical seraphic without a few imminent tweaks,
Thus otherwise onwards one ventures with a splashing of wonder, caution, and care,
Enjoying the bushland’s magic surrounding you with all it’s fascinating flair.

For to have a flock of wrens flit about their way through the bushes beside is a magical moment,
And to notice the array of plant variations in just one area can be near mind boggling,
As when one happens across a gidgee grove it can feel like a lost twisting ’n’ turning forest,
A field loaded with saltbush varieties ~ a dried swap of gumtrees ~ the diversities constantly toggling.

Thus when ever one finds an appropriate moment to venture into the bushland of the Australian Outback,
Close your eyes, take a long slow breath, open your mind and go forth boldly,
As whether it be in the form of via a movie, meditation, or for those of us luckily enough to go in reality,
The magic and enchantment one can experience shall never be an element to pass one by coldly.

Posted in Info Poem, Poetry, Thought Provokers

A Poetic moment contemplating supportive elements

Sometimes when we desire a thing we throw all we know at it…
But too often it still just doesn’t seem to work ~ results don’t transpire…
Leading us searching for answers and often coming up naught,
Having us near in tears wondering what else it could possibly require.

This is why we need an element of support when we create and manifest,
A guiding light to point us towards necessary elements we’re otherwise blind to seek,
Holding us on our path when the way gets us jolted beyond our abilities,
Shouting through the illusion when our way seems lost/undoable and meek…

Thus why when contemplating supportive elements that resonate with our goals,
One should remember though they may know how to get to the end near with ease,
They’re there to guide YOU to YOUR END RESULT despite similarities between,
It’s YOUR evolution through THEIR guidance that need be the focus that succeeds.

Keeping this in one’s thoughts one then is faced with the task,
Of finding the mentor/teacher/course/friend/group/element that ’tis a match,
That fully resonates with the supportive element you need for the tasks that lie ahead,
Thus finding one that can do the majority of what you need them for is a rather rare catch.

This brings our moment here to a point where one may question where they may look to find,
Support for the elements needed to manifest through ideas, creation and beyond,
Which can all be found through the gem that is thepoeticlife2.biz
Though ’tis not for the lackadaisical at heart ~ shall still guide you from ideas seed,
To manifesting with as much support as you need to whatever for you fruition is.

Posted in Bush poetry, Nature, Poetry

A Poetic Moment Appreciating an Outback Moon

When ’tis summertime in the Australian Outback,
Water becomes life ~ be it water sports, drinks, or sprinklers…
Bush fires burn away debris, storms wreak havoc washing so much away,
And venturing outside in the over 40 degree midday is generally dodged by shade seekers…

Thus while the sun prefers set way after 8pm and children rebel going to bed,
One cannot help but enjoy the soft replenishing cool of the midnight moon,
Whilst she boldly illuminates the vast, clear, star strewn Outback skies,
Allowing all to work their nights away in the cooler weather as it looms.

For even on the darker nights when she shan’t shine as brightly,
The glow of the moon or lack of still brings her element though more lightly,
Allowing all to take reprieve from the long days epically sweltering heat,
In turn in places bringing a welcomed chill that one gratefully finds sweet.

For ’tis when the plants come back to life after wilting in the sun all day,
The time when the animals enjoy coming out to eat and play,
As surviving the Australian Outback’s summer day’s an endurance task in the least,
Even for those designed to withstand the elements be they bird, plant or beast…

Thus why in the summer the moon’s intensity shines so boldly a reprieve,
Allowing all to replenish their body’s and souls ‘fore in the morn she takes her leave,
As when the dawn chorus refreshed from a cooler night take their stage to gently sing,
The sun shall rise to announce again ’tis yet another long hot day now commencing.
Posted in Info Poem, Poetry, Thought Provokers

A Poetic Moment Creating Ideas from Adventures Down a Rabbit Hole…

There comes a moment for most in todays world,
When we require to research a topic or find a thing,
Leading us down a rabbit hole of online mayhem,
That search engines believe they can locate with a fling…

However more often than not though they are a great tool,
They leave one flailing around feeling like the frustrated fool,
As unless one can get the search terms just right,
They’ll fall into a trapdoor of attempting to find the thing half a night.

Then just when one thinks they’ve found what they set out to find,
One’ll uncover they’re now in a bind as ’tis sold out/out of area/an outdate source,
Leaving one to wonder if ’twas all worth the time and mental force,
To still be where one began though now with a headache to remind.

Defeated, deflated, all round ready to transpire on to another task,
One truly starts to wonder why finding something so simple can be so hard an ask,
Then mentally ventures to designing ones own variant of said desire,
And how it would be so easy if only there was a way to create all it shall require..

But what if there was… what if there was a way to make what one cannot find…
Whilst there is of course though ~ for most we leave ideas like these in our mind,
For creating ideas from adventures down a rabbit hole leaves most in a bind..

Whether we don’t have the slightest idea where to start,
Think we don’t have the knowledge or resources to begin such an endeavour,
Sometimes all one needs is an idea and a not so subtle push…
For anyone can create in today’s world ~ ’tis not just for the elite and overly savvy or clever…

Thus why I believe everyone has all they need if ’tis resonant,
To venture through thepoeticlife2.biz and all that awaits,
Within the array of knowledge and support which it leads one to,
Is truely all one needs and more when applied with existing knowledge and expertise to whatever one creates.
Posted in Bush poetry, Mindful Moments, Poetry

A Mini Mindful Moment Energetically Dissolving Layers of Illusion

When we find ourselves facing layers of illusion,
In whatever mysterious form they may appear to be,
Often we want to just view it from a perspective of ignorance,
Wanting to ignore it and accept what it wants us to believe or flee…

Yet if one opts to though uncomfortable to face one can peer through the smog,
Dissolve the illusion through a simple mini mindful moments monologue…
Thus sit back and relax ~ let the day’s weight lighten for this moment,
And take a long slow deep breath in… then out ~ as ’tis a necessary component…

Now just picture yourself in a blue grey bush style clearing,
Red sand’s ‘neath velvet green moss under foot ~ bird song’s all one’s hearing,
You cannot see beyond as it appears to be a rather warm yet foggy morn,
You think ’tis mid morning though you cannot see the sun you believe it is way after dawn…

Here’s where we now cue the fun of this and tear through the illusion,
See the fog symbolically as the element that is causing you the confusion…
Now smell the air… and realise it’s far from fog ~ perhaps smoke, thick sleet or rain,
Let it seep into all of your senses and evolve your perspective to whichever you align without pain…

Then step forwards and allow it to vigorously rain ~ washing away all you once thought to be fog…
Thoroughly cleansing you and all that lies in your bushland surrounds,
Before the sunshine breaks through… revealing what lay hidden beneath,
That the foggy illusion had covered which can now be known to you in abounds…

Yet one need always remember it takes more than just one moment,
To fully enlighten one to any well buried in illusion hidden component,
Each time does however reveal it further to your conscious perception,
Thus further extinguishing and in turn dissolving illusions deception.