May we not strive for perfection,
for we shall break our backs
In pursuit of such elusive dreams,
we simply break our hearts
for perfection can never be caught,
no matter how hard it is sought
for like fine wisps of cloud,
they melt or move beyond our sights
leaving yawns of dissatisfaction behind,
or sending us on endless quests in our mind.
May we strive for greater purpose,
for contentment is awesome
for satisfaction is a comfortable bed to lay on,
with peace a priceless joy to know.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Below is my first just published Poetry Book “Out of the silent breath” which is available on Amazon and Smashwords.
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I absolutely love this book of poems. My favorites are “Love Rations” (for those who love to give the silent treatment) and “Beggars Supper” (which definitely pulls at the heart strings). Two thumbs up!!
wonderful!!!
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Thank you
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Look at the sky, and poetry will flow.. 😉 lovely
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The sky does have a lot of tales to tell. Thank you 🙂
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What an amazing photo and the words fit beautifully
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Thank you Miriam. Have a great day today
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Thanks, hope you do too!
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Some valuable advice here. Peace would be great if it found its way into my mind 😀
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thank you for a grounding post. happy sunday, happy fathers day
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Lovely!
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A very lovely poem. Just found you via your interview on Mandibelle’s blog. Glad your book is finally published. ^_^
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Hello Sara, thank you for stopping by and for your comments. Good to meet you 🙂
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One of the simplest and finest that I’ve read on perfection. Good work, Jac. 🙂
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Thank you very much 🙂
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You’re welcome Jac. 🙂
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good poetry
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Thank you 🙂
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🙂
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Amazing, both the poem and the photo.
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Stunning!
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