Poems that Inspire

 3 Poems that will Inspire Creative Business Ideas

I have mentioned in a few posts recently that I love poetry. Poetry can be a source of inspiration and remind us of our own innate creativity. Below I have included 3 poems that will inspire you as you go into your day and hopefully spark some creative business ideas. One of the realizations that I have had about my business in recent months is that it is taking up more time than I would like and that is no one’s fault but my own.

I became an entrepreneur so that I could have a flexible schedule with plenty of time for fun with my family and my hobbies. Poetry almost always inspires me to write more and to make more art. I use it in my collages and my art journal. And usually, while I am working away at my art, I get what I think are brilliant ideas for my business.

And then there are days when nothing seems to be going right and I wonder, “Why am I doing this?” or “What should I be doing right now to bring in more clients?” I might start surfing Facebook or Pinterest, looking for a distraction and instead find a quote that sparks a powerful thought, lifts me out of my current mood and gets me back into action.

Yesterday, I shared a post on using affirmations to create more money in your business. Poetry can do that too by keeping your mind open to new possibilities.

I encourage you to read these poems aloud. It doesn’t matter if they make sense to you. Pick a line that makes you smile or makes you think. Maybe do some journal writing about a phrase or two and see what happens. Business developments, marketing and branding are not linear processes – this is where so many people get stuck in their business. Building a business is mountainous, it’s cyclical and creative. Be inspired today by one of these poems and post in the comments what thoughts they spark for you.

If

Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you.
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat these two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings – nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man, my son!

 

It Couldn’t be Done

Edgar Guest

Somebody said that it couldn’t be done,
But, he with a chuckle replied
That “maybe it couldn’t” but he would be one
Who wouldn’t say so till he’d tried.
So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin
On his face. If he worried he hid it.
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn’t be done, as he did it.

Somebody scoffed: “Oh, you’ll never do that;
At least no one we know has done it”;
But he took off his coat and he took off his hat,
And the first thing we knew he’d begun it.

 

With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,
Without any doubting or quiddit,
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn’t be done, and he did it.
There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,
There are thousands to prophesy failure;
There are thousands to point out to you, one by one,
The dangers that wait to assail you.

But just buckle right in with a bit of a grin,
Just take off your coat and go to it;
Just start to sing as you tackle the thing
That cannot be done, and you’ll do it

 

A Smile

Author Unknown

A smile costs nothing, but gives much-
It takes but a moment, but the memory of it usually lasts forever.
None are so rich that can get along without it-
And none are so poor but that can be made rich by it.

It enriches those who receive, without making poor those who give-
It creates sunshine in the home,
Fosters good will in business,
And is the best antidote for trouble-
And yet it cannot be begged, borrowed, or stolen, for it is of no value
Unless it is given away.

Some people are too busy to give you a smile-
Give them one of yours-
For the good Lord knows that no one needs a smile so badly
As he or she who has no more smiles left to give.