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strange and estranged…

I always thought that I was strange
till I became totally estranged
not knowing when things would change
or if one would become deranged

this is where I am truly me
yet I feared my space for many moons
caught in the mire of an arid desert that bogs us down
getting through each day of life like a clown

with many faces that smile and scares
with glinty tears, recurring fears and frozen scars
forgotten in the sirens of deaths mounting toll
and staying thankful to every lifesaving call

© Jacqueline


…life is never truly sunshine and butterflies

Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku – Grass and Dove

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Soft cooing sounds of comfort
the dove reminds,
the land is richly green

I felt a bit rusty writing this haiku. It’s been many months of no practice but after several attempts, I managed to cobble something that I like.

Thank you for an interesting prompt Ronovan. Grass & Dove

Chance and Equal….Weekly Haiku Challenge

The chances are equal,
to fail or to succeed
the choice is yours.

Chance, Winner, Loser, Chess, Life

I took a chance
and it doubled my gains
I’ll take another one.

©

Jacqueline

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Songs of Praise – Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge

Peace, Haiku

Sing joyful songs of praise
even when you don’t feel like it,
it will bring you peace.

©

Jacqueline

Ronovan writes weekly haiku challenge – Sing & Peace

Cosy up!…Ronovan writes weekly haiku challenge.

I like rain, but not lightning. It still scares me especially when it crackles fiercely, though I wear my big mama panties, grit my teeth and pretend to my children that I ain’t scared. I prefer to be ensconced in my warm abode during such weather. Preferably, with a mug of warm cocoa or tea and some biscuits.

When possible, I always prefer to be ensconced in my warm abode during such weather. Preferably, with a mug of warm cocoa or tea and some biscuits.

Now Ronovan’s prompt makes me hungry and desirous of some gentle rainfall.

Huddling in bed under my cosy duvet

I enjoy a blissful read

forgetting the fierce lightning and heavy rain.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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Below is my first just published Poetry Book “Out of the silent breath” which is available on Amazon and Smashwords.

When you buy my book, you support me in an invaluable manner.

Out of the silent breath

Brand me whole as only you can

That the entire score of me

Knows nothing but the fullness of you.

Enter The Dragon….Ronovan writes weekly haiku challenge

Courtesy of Wild Daffodil’s 8-year-old granddaughter Miss E, who sent in a poem to Ron’s haiku, we get some interesting set of word prompts this week ‘dragon and invite.’ Well, let’s see who’s breathing fire 😉

 

With the haiku prompt of dragon invite

my mind takes me back

to Bruce Lee’s movie, enter the Dragon.

****

Please don’t invite her for the party

She’s such a feisty dragon

Her flaming tongue will incinerate my guests.

*

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Flawless…

I certainly like the glitter Ronovan scattered on our path this week. Life’s too short not to have some bling in it 😉

She’s a diamond of the first water.

Even the older ladies admired

her flawless, pearl smooth and glowing skin

—-

Clear cut carats of real diamonds sparkled

on her gold based crown

mixed with countless mother of pearl seeds.

—-

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Tales By Moonlight…

I like this week’s Haiku prompt ‘ Sun & Moon,’ from Ronovan. What do you think?

Hair like silk spun gold

She had him enthralled with her looks

Singing under the glowing moonlight.

*****

Limpid pools of her eyes

Beckoned to him like the mysterious moon

Twinkling like glints of sun rays.

*****

He bought her precious jewels

That shone bright like the golden Sun

And proposed beneath the moonbeams.

*****

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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Racy Path…

This week’s haiku prompt ‘life & path’ is sweet. Thank you Ronovan 🙂

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A racy life

On a crooked path

Destroys the runner.

—–

He ran for his life

But the path was a bit dark

He stumbled and he fell.

—–

On the walk through life

There are stumbling blocks in our path

We fall and we rise.

—–

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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Exposed rumps…Ronovan writes weekly poetry haiku challenge

Phew! Ronovan gave us a pair  of tough nuts to deal with this week ‘fray and veiled.’

Here’s my little take on it below.

The veiled nun admonished in soft tones.
The ladies wore skimpy skirts,
Too short, fray edges, and rumps exposed!

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha