a cooking pot and twisted tales
Thoughts and Tales…A Lifestyle Blog with a Zing.
When I saw the haiku prompt please & tease, Chaka Demus song ‘tease me, tease me, tease me, baby, till I lose control,’ came to my lips, I knew my prompt had to be musical.
Bachata is a riveting dance
its sensual moves teases all the senses
and certainly, pleases the heart
©
Jacqueline
A well-equipped quiet library fills my mind with such satisfaction. Looking at the books from row to row, one is always spoilt for choice.
There’s so much to read and not enough time to read them all.
Emma’s relationship with water is best described as fearful fascination. It’s taken more than two decades to get her to accept to sit by the waters without having an anxiety attack.
The doctor feels that part of her therapy is to reconcile with what happened and Jack buttresses this opinion with frequent plans to visit the seaside and the suggestion that the children should learn how to swim well in water bigger than their bathtub.
Commonsense tells her that’s the right thing to do, but dread always sits in her stomach like a huge lump of rock.
She likes to watch the boats and the kids play happily in the sand. Occasionally she even dips her toes into the water.
If only she could get past the horror that tends to paralyze her mind – watching her twin sister Ella drown when they were seven years old is a memory that she doubts she would ever forget.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
In response to the FFAW photo prompt above. Thank you, Louise, for the photo and Priceless Joy for hosting this challenge.
Mundane Monday challenge is created to find beauty in almost everything.
The challenge is simple. Find beauty in everyday mundane things, capture the beauty and upload the photographs.
When I see a Raven, I think of Edgar Allan Poe and his horror stories.
The raven is the largest bird of the crow family. This family is called Corvidae and the old word for a raven Corbie. In mythology, the raven is often connected with death, which is why Poe chose it for his poem.
Catching glinting jewels of early morning dew drops
that would disappear just as the sun rises
brings a smile and
a reminder that everything in life is transient.
That those simple things are extraordinary things,
like a tiny dew drop
being a microcosm of an entire ocean.
©
Jacqueline
I am literally pausing and going on the slow this weekend to smell the roses, coffee, freshly mown grass and all the wonderful blends out there.
I have been running on full steam all week, pausing to catch fleeting whiffs of a smell now and again, but the ache in a shoulder tells me that it’s time to apply the brakes, to exhale and pamper myself with a weekend rest so that I don’t grow weary and feel faint, lest I find myself in need of smelling salts.
Keeping it brief, enjoy your weekend. Do find time to put up your feet and inhale the wonderful smell of life deeply.
Jacqueline
P.S. We’ll be having a Welcome to June blog party on 31st May/1st June. Dust your dancing shoes 🙂
I recognize that a lot of bloggers – except few – bother to follow a link to read reblogs and now and again, I stumble on posts that I find myself nodding along in agreement as I read them and wish to share.
I offer these few. I found sense, laughter, reflection and inspiration. Do take a peek. I am disabling the comment button to encourage you to visit the blog sites.
From homeless to Harvard graduate
Thank you for stopping by and do have a great weekend.
Jacqueline
Dimly lit, the whisper of dusk
invites the night,
reminding me that
this day will never happen again.
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Writing a book is a horrible, exhausting struggle, like a long bout of some painful illness. One would never undertake such a thing if one were not driven on by some demon whom one can neither resist nor understand.
—George Orwell
This quote captures my recent thought as I thumb through a rough draft of one of my projects, gritting my teeth at the number of pages that needs to be edited. Some days I wonder if I am out of my mind, yet I know that I can’t stop. Stopping would be committing writing suicide.
It’s hard.
But I can’t throw in the towel.
I would rather throw me
and all the demons
that come out of nowhere
into it.
Jacqueline at http://www.Acookingpotandtwistedtales.com
Joan at http://www.familyparentingandbeyoned.wordpress.com
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We are continuing the same format here and that is: there are no rules to follow. Either make up your own sayings or use a quote from a famous author that you find gives you inspiration.
Each Thursday, we will post the prompt and all you have to do is participate!
Come and join in the fun.
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