Tag: growth

Posted in Info Poem, Poetry

Caught up in Elements Flailing

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
When one creates from an idea that sparks a flame within,
Often we get carried away in the passion of our creation,
Getting caught up in the processes that we know how to execute,
Letting them roll into the world infused with a flow high in elation.

Thus they roll into the world swiftly all too often with unknown elements missing,
Leaving us flailing to evolve what we’ve created into that which we envision it to aspire,
Triggering us to then redo parts of our creations we worked on so vigorously,
So they can continue in the world with everything they possibly may require.

This leaves us searching ~ troubleshooting ~ caught up in elements flailing,
Lost in the sea of information often irrelevant to what we’re trying to make into a thing,
Unless we find a resonant aspect of guidance from those whom have successfully created things before us,
We may as well go bury our efforts an epic cyber space variant of bull dust.

Thus why we need seek out support that can guide our creative process through to fruition,
Knowing ’tis often an investment we need yet are rather hesitant to make,
Despite our limiting knowledge on how it may help to swiftly propel,
Our creations to a new level that the current stagnation holds firmly at stake!

So it is with this perspective of thought in mind I now guide you onwards,
Through to a place abundant with support and guidance on ones path of creating,
From whatever your ideas and passions may lead you to ~ perhaps even ones your unaware of,
Though when you decide to adjourn through thepoeticlife2.biz is for your own debating.

Adjourn for creative business support
Posted in Info Poem, Poetry, Thought Provokers

Thought Stew

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
When we gain an idea we want to bring to the world,
Letting it sit too long in our minds is the worst thing we can do,
For too long and it shall begin to diminish much like a distant dream,
Into the abyss that we all have in our minds that resembles thought stew…

Thus despite our urgency to create our idea’s into this world,
We need first find a moment to fit them into our day,
For we’ve all a million things to remember to do daily,
And adding to our list in abundance can just send burnout our way.

Though we also need to act upon our ideas hastily,
Or at least take the time to write down all their components within our mind,
To reduce their likelihood of becoming an element of the thought stew,
Lost to us possibly then forever to the universes time.

And yet our best ideas are always able to find a way to transpire,
At times even keeping us up all night so they may come into reality,
For when an idea fills our ‘passion meter’ to overflowing,
We cannot not create it through to its totality!

Don’t let YOUR IDEAS become Thought Stew!
Adjourn to create them with support now!
Posted in Bush poetry, Mindful Moments, Poetry

A Mini Mindful Moment by a Campfire…

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 

Imagine for a moment, 
Your at a cozy quiet camp site, 
Deep in the Aussie bushland, 
Upon a damp, densely foggy morn…

Where the crisp morning air is what fills your lungs, 
As you venture out of your cozy warm swag into the fog,
Taking a moment to revive the campfires coals,
'Fore finding a spot to sit upon a sturdy bark free log…

The fire soon enough starts warming the air in reach,
And provides the heat needed for your morning warm beverage of choice,
As you sip slowly birdsong breaks through the bush lands silence,
‘Tis nothing short of seraphic to hear their orchestral voice.

Then as the performance seems to reach near its peak,
A rouge ray of sunshine breaks through the fog,
Warming your soul from where it first touches,
As cell by cell it starts dissolving any remaining dull monologue.

Effervescent style this warmth from the sun’s first rays,
Ripples throughout your being then outward,
Slowly driving back the surrounding fog cover,
‘Till there’s no chance of it returning today ‘till night-covers bombard… 

Thus in the soul healing warmth of the early morn’s sun,
One sits sipping seraphically one’s warm beverage,
Absorbing the bliss of one’s bushland surrounds,
Knowing for this day ‘tis now an abundance of bliss that has leverage…

Posted in Nature, Poetry

Berry Pickin’

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 


Once a seed with potential loaded,
Erupting skyward through earths crust,
Craving sunlight and damp soil for its  thirst to quench,
Implanting its roots deeply to thrive ‘tis thrust.

Day by day, soon year by year, each season passing swift,
Strengthening in its not quite sheltered spot,
Gains this one an edge most dream but rarely appear to receive,
Yet here it thrives boldly onward beside its equally thriving cohort!

Thus as it cycles through the seasons soon it starts to bloom,
Blossoming with a sweetened scent to all nearby,
‘Till weeks pass and the last fluff like piece falls upon the breeze,
Leaving green growing fruit to mark that berry picking shall soon be nigh… 

Weeks pass berries ripen, through different shades of red,
Eager little mouths testing fast to see if the time is yet,
For patience is something near bested with each not quite ripe berry ‘tis said,
Though a long moment waiting builds its strength more than they fret.

Thus when many a berry ‘tis finally ready to pick at its flavourful peak,
Buckets and ladders venture forth to the tree for the happy feat,
Of plucking its rather juicy bounty from branches far from bleak,
Though once committed ‘tis a task not exactly for those too meek…

Yet on they pluck berry by berry stopping to taste so few,
Once buckets are full one looks to find there’s still plenty for the birds too,
For when trees be loaded with more berries than leaves there’s certainly no need to que,
One can pick away ‘till all’s content that one is finally through!

Then onward comes the tasks of jam making,
Freezing amounts desired and slice baking,
For with such an abundance comes an element of sharing the undertaking,
Knowing with time shall again come such a tasty bountiful partaking!

Posted in Poetry, Thought Provokers

Core Concept

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
On the path of life one ventures,
Twisting, leaping, in a direction or three at once,
And yet all three one day one may find,
Are just one, long, intertwined path,
Of illusionary elements that at their core,
Are all of the exact same kind.

‘Tis the illusion that gains us this clarity,
That we constantly appear to seek,
Hilariously venturing through apparent smog,
Evolving our brains ‘till we think we’ve found our way through,
Thinking there’s some amazing destination,
Only to find ourselves still sitting on the exact same log.

For though we’ve ventured, evolved, transpired,
We’ve learned a lot, changed everything and grown tired,
When we strip back it all, sit, and prepare our next step,
Knowing of the illusion we’ve cleared that’s at our back,
We can see now all the variants we’ve overcome,
Have essentially returned us back to our core concept.

A concept that has been with us our whole lives,
Whether we acknowledge it there or not,
Those whom seek rest assured shall find theirs,
Though it shan’t be what they think they’re looking for,
When they look they may see only that which they can see,
It shall not be revealed until the right moment rears…

Thus why one may seem lost in an illusion,
Illusion surrounded thickly by fog,
We can’t actually clear it while we’re ultimately inept,
Even then ‘tis merely a moment of enlightenment,
To guide our way forth from the moment,
That we gain a rare opportunity to realise that which is…
Our core concept.

Posted in Poetry, Thought Provokers

Shall it Quasi Entail?

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
Work. Most of us seem to be caught within it’s bind,
Forever mundane though its flow may be until we’re ready to loose our mind,
Though what if it were something we should consider only to quasi entail?
Something our lives should be enhanced by not revolve around or fail?

Perhaps be there an element we’ve never acknowledged much before,
Like something that’s been buried we should dare to explore,
Yet whilst we venture forth shall we record all we implore?
For most ‘rabbit holes’ can have variations galore!

Thus season vie season ‘till we’re fore wallowed and quanked,
Our imaginations disappointed on the quantifiable progression of goals that are yet to be banked,
Shall it quasi entail all we’re yet to have manifested?
Surly hope enlightens us not to seem thoroughly bested.

In times our minds boggle and we’ve increased overwhelm,
Some may suggest time be spent a moment within meditations realm,
Though perhaps also a moment where reflection should take over one’s helm,
May keep our lives in greater holistic balance aligning akin an elm.

Only then shall it be remotely wise to one’s mind,
To venture onwards with velleity to lucubrate in kind,
Remembering per-tenaciousness could divert efforts back to a bind,
Where the only reprieve is thoughts of one’s life’s elements each quasi entail, all seraphically in balance, aligned.
Posted in Info Poem, Poetry, Thought Provokers

Idea be Thine

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
Ever have an amazing idea you long to bring to life?
Yet haven’t known exactly how to make it actually so,
I’ve been there many a time before myself as well,
And I think you may just require what this poem has in stow…

As when we get amazing ideas popping into our thoughts,
We may have elements we already know how to apply,
But what of the other elements? Our knowledge and research skills can only take us so far,
How do we navigate the ideas onward to the world beyond you and I?

For to the world in general ‘tis irrelevant if an idea be thine or thous,
Nor if we’ve worked on it from scratch hours upon hours,
 If near not a soul can find it; it truly only exists for us alone,
Which for some may shatter dreams through to their very bone…

Yet though we be much like a droplet in the oceans vast,
A tiny leaf upon a massive, wise ancient tree with its roots steadfast,
There’s always room for us and our creations in this world,
We just need to learn how to cast it out into the sea successfully unfurled.

Now, though there’s always a multitude of ways for one to go about this,
The way I find to be ideal for launching ideas from thoughts to creations so that the world can enjoy a squiz,
Is that which one can find by adjourning to thepoeticlife2.biz

Where one can become more informed and guided further upon the journey that ideas to fruition is…

Posted in Info Poem, Poetry, Thought Provokers

Mind Play Disillusioned

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
A flick of light, a spark of warmth,
A glowing brighter in each moment,
A tender kiss, a touch so soft,
A gentle mist of sonnet.

A whisper barely to be recognised upon the wind,
Wind so soft ‘tis never felt upon the skin,
A lovers hold, tender, and yet still so sweet,
Low behold this adventure’s spun to be akin!

For what if the light were only internal,
The spark of warmth merely a thought,
A thought just kissing the brain softly into motion,
So it may in turn sing silently uncaught.

Thus sending silent messages right throughout one’s body,
That one can never feel physically happening,
Yet one still obeys with unknown obsequiousness,
To this elusive dance internally bewildering. 

Thus why is it one just accepts what it is we see,
Blindly ignoring alternative possibilities with glee,
When in actuality all we’ve seen may be illusion,
Leading our perspective away from chaos and confusion.

Perhaps the more we venture our minds towards expansion,
The more enjoyment we manifest with greater enhancion,
Which in turn would bring into our lives heavier fulfilment,
Rather than the mundane sludge of the robotic grind like regiment.

Mind Play can be found over here if you’re yet to read it or wish to re-read it with this addition to your perspective! 😊

Posted in Poetry

Tìoraidh 2023!

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
Tìoraidh 2023! We’re glad to see you end!
Though I am sure you’ve had some positive moments somewhere,
More than your allocated mayhem did you send,
You’ve blown people apart in more ways than can be counted,
And rippled disasters globally like dominoes upon a slimy bend.

I know I’m not the only one that prays in their way for 2024,
For all the pain and mayhem you, 2023 have contained,
To swiftly find their way with you out the door,
Though reality brings the fact that January 1st is just but a day,
It does however bring a glimmer of possibility… of hope… that sweeter times may grace the floor.

And so we welcome forth 2024’s blank slate,
Hoping Mercury’s retrograde mayhem be just the first thing to turn right,
And that there be so many more things you shift towards green pastures gate,
Showing lives around this exhausted planet towards reprieve,
Before that which we’ve been enduring takes its toll making you too late. 

‘Fore most of us can’t take much more,
Of what we’ve been served in this past few years,
Despite our evolution, our growth, our enlightenment to what we can do galore,
We are still human thus have limits to what we can actually survive,
Before we can no longer spread our wings to soar! 

Thus please just bring forth 2024’s lineup already!
Though may it please be a year to bring the past few into balance, 
Bringing prosperity and peace with a harmonious beat and a lighthearted melody,
A whole year inspiring worldwide bliss, love and gratitude towards the lives we live,
With a positive abundant flow for all to be equally heavy and steady. 

🙂 HAVE A REJUVENATING NEW YEAR OF BLESSINGS EVERYONE!!
Posted in Poetry, Thought Provokers, Uncategorized

Fight or Fly

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
An idea... or a dream,
Plants a seed inside,
Creating excitement a plenty,
Which can be pretty hard to hide,
Yet voicing it at this early stage,
Can create a rather short 'n' bumpy ride.

Then quietly comes a mountain,
Of research that must be done,
To see what might have to happen,
For it to receive an informed run,
'N' although it can be quite overwhelming,
Persevere... research can be a ton of fun!

Gradually it starts it's growing,
Despite the obstacles in the way,
Clawing it's way steadily through,
Not knowing if all this work will pay,
Yet still it grows on notwithstanding,
Surrounding negativity and challenges each day.

Then come competitors in plain sight,
Leaving for whatever their reason,
Even with doubt playing it's evil hand,
It views quitting equal to treason,
Thus on it continues growing,
Throughout this challenging season.

Finally it starts observing,
All the hard work paying off,
Overcome challenges have taught much,
In preparation for a future rough,
That may be hiding amongst the success,
Practicing their own horrid evil laugh.

Now so close to the top,
'N' yet so far still to go,
Another challenge rears it's head,
One so difficult most would bow,
But on it fights with every strength,
With every thing it has in stow.

With success after this battle,
It still needs to keep on it's delicate edge,
Which can be rather difficult,
Much like balancing on an icy ledge,
One slight slip and all may be gone,
Staying on this point though 'tis it's current pledge.

It's achievements start empowering,
Others to have their turn,
All the lessons learned 'n' strategies,
Becoming legends for the next to learn,
For even once it has eventually fallen,
It's workings may still continue to earn.

Thus why we must keep on dreaming,
Even once we're living one,
For a dream fulfilled must keep on growing,
Improving and enhancing once begun,
So that we can keep on living it,
Working on it whilst having fun.