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Talking About Podcast

Podcasting is the next hot thing. Now and again a new medium catches on and you are left wondering what all the hype and buzz is about. I remember when I first heard the term ‘podcast,’ I was still trying to grasp the slippery ropes of blogging and I felt inundated with all the new geeky jargon out there, however, as I delved into knowing why this is becoming a popular media my interest latched on the idea of having free original content to listen to, that anyone who has something to say could create an engaging podcast, publish it to the world and find an audience. Read More

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A Tea Party coming up…

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Our monthly blog party of meeting and mingling comes up next weekend.

Let’s kick off the dust of last month and the first half of this year, stepping into the second half with hope, joy and fun.

There’ll be scones or cakes, cookies or biccies, fizzy pops or soft drinks, chocolate nibbles, food, music and much more 😉

Just bring your blog along and drop in to meet and mingle with others.

It’s always a successful fun time and you’ll enjoy it 🙂

Date: link goes live Friday night of 1st July to Sunday 3rd July. 

Venue: happening live on this site.


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.

‘A Richly Layered and Passionate Read.’ Jan Cliff

Out of the silent breath

The Farmer’s solution and our combined Summer story…

The outpour of friends to last weekend’s party was totally amazing and I would like to thank each and every one of you for making it a blast.

I hope it was worth the time of all who attended. The link can be accessed through here for those who were unable to step in. I look forward to seeing you at the end of this month 🙂

We had a riddle to tackle, however due to all the eating and dancing, the poor farmer couldn’t get a suitable suggestion but our Summer poetry story was quite impressively contributed to and a lot of folks spotted the difference  clearly. 🙂

The compilation is below with attributions to contributors. Once again, thank you for the fun.

Riddle: 

A poor farmer went to the market to sell some peas and lentils. However, as he had only one sack and didn’t want to mix peas and lentils, he poured in the peas first, tied the sack in the middle, and then filled the top portion of the sack with the lentils.

At the market, a rich innkeeper happened by with his own sack. He wanted to buy the peas, but he did not want the lentils.

Pouring the seed anywhere else but the sack is considered soiling.

To trade in sacks is not allowed. The farmer can’t cut a hole in his sack.

How would you transfer the peas to the innkeeper’s sack, which he wants to keep, without soiling the produce?

Answer:

Pour the lentils into the innkeeper’s sack, bind it and turn inside out. Pour in the peas. Then unbind the sack and pour the lentils back to your sack.

A little Summer tale…

We wore Summer dresses

spun like flower coloured cotton

that sat on each stalk

a cooking pot and twisted tales

Together we played hopscotch
With bright coloured chalk,
Whispered sweet nothings
Held hands while we walked.

Ellenbest24

A whisper of soft summer breeze
ruffled the spun flowery cotton
sweet summer scents floated
filling the air with sensuous delight

Soul gifts

We gazed at a World
filled with the promise
of its untold treasures.
Ours to map out in time.

Cybernetic blonde

Stars glittered as we dreamed
Whispered of far places
We slow danced in the dark
Delighting the fireflies

Melinda Kucsera

Ray’s of sunshine glistening on dew
Morning glories meanwhile pushing through
Great friends may seem far and few
Until the blogger party begins

Moody Much

Light on our feet
we did the Harlem shuffle
Supposedly a poverty dance
but none of this matters,
when love takes a chance

DaisyWillows

sleeveless sundress
golden rays
paint her shoulders

paint her shoulders
tawny hues
show off her white dress

show off her white dress
soft and silken
like rose petals

like rose petals
soft and red
sensual lips

Oliana

And Blue eyes
Like deep pools
Reflecting the summer skies

Willowdot21

Picking fluffy balls,

My soft white hands ached,

But this was our living.

So everybody no matter who

Picked the cotton

And inside I smiled,

Knowing in days not too

Far away; there’d be new–

Cotton dresses for my —

Three Sisters and I,

Whatever the colour or pattern,

Brand new, latest style.

For now, the four of us picked,

In old cotton summer dresses

Sweltering and famished .

Mandibelle

Walking down the street

our feet went flip flop

Wondering how far we had gotten

BeeorganizedwithPamela

The heat is intense…
I enjoy beach at sunrise,
hide-out afternoon

Pamelascanepa

Despite the oppressive heat
the need to hide from the burning rays
I slide over to you
we chat about the we that we are
we know soon it will cool
the beach will invite us
to walk through the break
hold hands and be young again.

Michael

The sun kissed our tresses

And kindled our thoughts on

Where to rest our toes from our walk

Vanessence

Let me tell you that being part of this wonderful crowd is a heartwarming experience and worth every single minute.

You guys are fine gentry. You rock 🙂

We’ll do it again soon.

Summery Blog Party Live Link…Come on in!😊🙌🎡🎶🎼🍭🍕🍡

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Come on in, let’s get this party started. You are most welcome.

Do make yourself comfortable.

Refreshments are nicely arranged down the page: Drinks, Chocolates, Cakes, Donuts, freshly squeezed juice, Coffee, Tea and so much more. :-)

We even have an Intercontinental Chef in the house, just place your orders😉

The little rules of play:

  1. You must mix and mingle with others. Don’t be a wallflower. Go say hello to someone and you can participate in the Tag a poem/story below, spot the difference, riddle and do tell us where you are partying from 🙂
  2.  Please leave your blog link or post link in the comment box below along with an introduction.
  3. It’s one link per comment, but come back as often as you’d like, that way it’s easier to focus on a link at a time for others.
  4. Please reblog, spread the word of the party like butter, or like, share on Twitter, Pinterest, Google+, Facebook, etc. Tell your family, friends,  blogging neighbours, even your blogging pets.
  5. Have fun, it’s a great way to find bloggers and have them find you.
  6. Please show some love. Reblog this post. It helps all of us! The more people that see and participate in it, the more potential new follows! So, share and share voraciously!

There we have it. Since all the rules have been clearly explained, have fun and make the most of it :-)

Thank you for coming to my party and supporting my blog. You rock.

  • Let’s get to know you better. Where are you partying from?

I’m currently in Dubai – acronym DXB. A fabulous desert city in United Arab Emirates.

A little Summer tale…

We wore Summer dresses

spun like flower coloured cotton

that sat on each stalk

…….Feel free to add yours in the comment. I collate everyone’s contribution and publish it with their links attached.

Can you spot the difference?

Can you help the poor farmer below?

A poor farmer went to the market to sell some peas and lentils. However, as he had only one sack and didn’t want to mix peas and lentils, he poured in the peas first, tied the sack in the middle, and then filled the top portion of the sack with the lentils.

At the market, a rich innkeeper happened by with his own sack. He wanted to buy the peas, but he did not want the lentils.
Pouring the seed anywhere else but the sack is considered soiling.

To trade in sacks is not allowed. The farmer can’t cut a hole in his sack.
How would you transfer the peas to the innkeeper’s sack, which he wants to keep, without soiling the produce?

Please have some fun, mingle and make friends. Thank you 🙂

P.S. You can send in your music request and I’ll try to find it. The Michael Jackson is on Nedoux request. Thank you, girl.

We’ve got a date…You and I 👡👔🎶🎤🍰🍡☕

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It’s a blog party this weekend 28/29th May

Join the meet, greet and mingle train.

It’s always fun and full of awesome folks.

We would like to meet you; oldie, newbie, in-between etc.

It’s an opportunity to connect with new people.

Let’s make it a good one.

Please share and share alike.  reblog, tweet, Facebook, google +….

The more the merrier 🙂

P.S. I’m taking suggestions for music…smooth jazz, old jams, name it 😉

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha


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

Dreamy memories of dreamy moments,

of wondrous yearnings and many birthing,

as we clung to each other

excluding any other,

basking in the warmth of our own dew drops

glowing from the aftermath of good love.

**

*excerpts from my poem*

Featured Posts 47…Let me share your post links.

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‘PLEASE KEEP SENDING IN THE LINKS.’ 

Today’s featured blogs are:

A scar a memory What are the memories and scars of childhood that stand out starkly in your mind? What do they tell? Will you share your story with us? Take a look at Oneta’s story.

A body at rest: When the body is tired, it’s simply tired.

All gone wrong: When a mind is broken beyond repair, it’s a ticking bomb.

A quick drive-thru to say hello can gain you a friend.

‘Do you want more eyes on your words?’

Well then, add your LINK INTO THIS LOOP.

P.S. Comments are disabled here to keep the loop tidy. Any comments or link you want to send can be added through the link in the post.

Thank you for your understanding and regards.

‘We create a cohesive community when we come together.’

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha


 

 

Below is my first 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

It’s Party Time!!! Come right in 👡👢👞🎶

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Hop in, grab a drink and let’s get this party started.

You are most welcome do make yourself comfortable.

Refreshments are nicely arranged down the page: Drinks, Chocolates, Cakes, Donuts, freshly squeezed juice, Coffee, Tea and so much more. :-)

We even have an Intercontinental Chef in the house. Go right ahead  and place your orders😉

Just the little rules of play:

  1. You must mix and mingle with others. Don’t be a wallflower. Go say hello to someone and you can participate in the Tag a poem up above.
  2.  Please leave your blog link or post link in the comment box below along with introductions.
  3. It’s one link per comment, but come back as often as you’d like, that way it’s easier to focus on a link at a time for others.
  4. Please reblog, spread the word of the party like butter, or like, share on Twitter, Pinterest, Google+, Facebook, etc. Tell your family, friends,  blogging neighbours, even your blogging pets.
  5. Have fun, it’s a great way to find bloggers and have them find you.
  6. Please show some love. Reblog this post. It helps all of us! The more people that see and participate in it, the more potential new follows! So, share and share voraciously!

There we have it. Since all the rules have been clearly explained, have fun and make the most of it :-)

Thank you for coming to my party and supporting my blog. You rock.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha.

Below are little games you might want to participate in while you imbibe all the food, drinks, and good music.

Attempt the Riddle, exercise your brain

A farmer is trying to cross a river with a bag of corn, a hen, and a fox. The farmer’s boat is only big enough to take himself and one other item per trip. The hen cannot be left alone with the corn or she will eat it. Likewise, the fox cannot be left with the hen, or the hen will be eaten. How does the farmer get all three items across the river?

Spot the difference

Add to the story below

He read the letter for the third time,  shook his head and slammed his palm on the wooden desk.

The poor old desk groaned under the force of his strength.

Someone has a question to answer,” Hunter growled.

…..You can continue from here 🙂

Entertainment is this way. We don’t skimp on things in my house, so please help yourself 🙂