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Poetry, Thought Provokers, Uncategorized

Mind Play

Posted on October 20, 2023 by Tracey L. Bhattarai

Small, soft, rubber like,
Slowly reaching for the sky,
Widening as it slowly grows,
Till complete maturity is nigh.

Growing right up through its top,
Getting rather thick and very tall,
Roots slowly stirring right through,
Like sticky water in a tiny little ball.

As it's maturity grows so, so close,
Ever near to its very highest peak,
The future looks so vastly clear,
The past is now real dark and bleak.

Then winds gust and thunder roars!
Sticky sap now bellows up inside,
As a hot volcano builds to violently,
Rupture right across the countryside!

Then ever so extremely suddenly,
It's very own top completely explodes,
Everything just goes all everywhere!
Then around again its cycle goes.

Poetry, Uncategorized

’Tis the Festive Season!

Posted on December 1, 2022December 3, 2023 by Tracey L. Bhattarai

Pudding, turkey, ham and pie,

’tis the festive season that is nigh,

Tinsel, garland and candy canes,

Join light strings in window panes,

Shopping centres hum with sound,

As great gifts are trying to be found.

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Santa Clauses in displays are placed,

As a glittering festive atmosphere is faced,

Catchy music now constantly playing,

Whilst some family and friends all come staying,

Christmas trees are up and decorated,

For some, hiding may be contemplated.

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As Christmas magic fills the air,

It’s spirit creeping in most everywhere,

Songs, laughter, smiling children’s faces,

Mistletoe hung around near fireplaces,

Festive decorations are near and far,

There’s even reindeer antlers on the car.

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Holiday festivities fast on the rise,

Makes some give stressed or joyous cries,

Feasts, games, decor and lights,

Siblings caught up in holiday fights,

Summer sun or white winter snow,

Festive parties and barbecues are go,

Outdoor activities are all a rage,

Creating holiday fun for any age!

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Poetry

Let It Be…

Posted on September 24, 2022August 26, 2024 by Tracey L. Bhattarai

A goal, a need, an immense desire,

Requiring action or support to be sought,

May not always go to plan,

If the universe has something else in thought.

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Every book and every path,

Leading each a different way to reach the required destination,

Yet all fail time and time again deconstructing patience,

Leaving us frustrated and a tad bit uncomplacent.

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Irrespective an intention seed of genuine need,

Even if one sources a magickal witches spell cast eloquently,

Whose every step is executed to utmost perfection,

And yet, it somehow still manages to manifest inadequately!

…

Thus perhaps a thought should be shed,

Could this goal not be resonant with one’s core?

Irrelevant to one’s holistic purpose in this universe?

Is there something else needing to be done before or instead?

…

Need it be something from a varied perspective?

Or expansion of my current stance?

‘Tis this unmanifested wish a push to align one towards a place,

Closer to one’s core in this fluid universal dance?

…

Everything’s been done to the minute detail of perfection,

Tried all known to utmost subjectification,

Perhaps ‘tis just not supposed to align with thee,

Although it’s seemed to be so necessary…

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Thus perhaps it’s just time to let it be,

And find what really is meant to manifest one’s way,

Trusting in the universal plan,

Guiding one to what we’re to learn and foray.

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