I peered hard to see the man on the moon
if he had secrets to tell me as he sings me a tune
but nary did I see him even in the zoom
I guess he’s equally in disdain of the World and it’s tycoons’.
Category: Poetry/Poems
My Bathroom Genie

My bathroom muse always appears like a genie with the bulb
under the lavish stream of water and soapsuds.
Brilliant writing tips pop into my head
in a perfect plot, sequence and all.
Yet, once I sit at the desk
in an attempt to capture it all,
the fickle muse fizzles away
just like those soap bubbles.
Short of repeating the thoughts
mindlessly like a mantra in my head,
I guess I must start taking the notepad
into the shower as well 😉
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Eat Cake…
I don’t like to make a cake of things
but, I so love to bake and eat cake
and possibly to have my cake and eat it too
I’m not as nutty as a fruitcake
but I so love nuts and helpings of fruitcake
with a smooth glass of Dubonnet
Life is not a piece of cake
but a slice of cake does make it sweeter
and delicious cakes finish so fast like hot cakes
Blueberry, cheese, chocolate, red velvet, vanilla cakes
you are free to name it all
I’m yet to meet a cake that didn’t like me.
Okay! I’m just being nutty 😉
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
The gift of love…

To receive love
you’ve got to give love
open your heart
and love somebody
before it’s too late.
The magic of love
comes from the freedom
of giving it
and watching it multiply
in so many little ways.
When you’re just receiving
and not replicating by giving
or counting who gave most,
the joy of the free gift of love
will remain consistently lost to you.
© 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.
She is amazing at describing love and life in her poems. She creates such beautiful images with her words. Truly, she is a talented writer and I’m so excited to have her poetry book and to continue reading through it.

Embracing Change….Writers Quote Wednesday Challenge
Today’s Writers quote Wednesday challenge prompt ‘change’ has me thinking of two different things.
My brief thought went to the quote from Coco Chanel which states that:
“a woman who cuts her hair is about to change her life,” which I find to be true.
Since I had the big chop in January, it’s been a blissful time. I enjoy the cascade of water down my head without worrying about my braids, perms or weave. I don’t spend as much time at the hairdresser’s and in fact only visited a hairdresser last weekend to get some natural locks.
Now, I’ve done some locks with my hair to switch it up and believe me when I say it’s just fun.
Gosh! I can’t believe how much energy had gone into my hair maintenance.
Life is simply too short to be stuck in the salon!
I wrote a poem on change below following the quote from Benjamin Disraeli that:
“change is inevitable, change is constant.”
Though you choose not to be a participant
life’s changes happen even with your reluctance
it’s a cycle that’s constant
and has a way of changing your circumstance
It may grab you by happenstance
and toss you around with every chance
Some changes are a ghost of a dance
while some changes are worth taking the chance
that way you do have a slim chance
of not being led on a merry dance
when you embrace such change it just might enhance
and sometimes, it improves your finance.
I once knew a chap who chose to freelance
he soon gave up because of his finance
he didn’t enjoy taking such a stance
‘cos it wasn’t a sport that paid in advance
I still recall his askance
at how tough change was in his circumstance.
© 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.

Never leave me lonely
With words left unsaid
You walk away into the dark
Like a mist, that melts away.
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
Image credit: Pixabay
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.

Brand me whole as only you can
That the entire score of me
Knows nothing but the fullness of you.
Flitting like a fly….
I always enjoy taking a brisk stroll
it always gives me a rejuvenating thrill.
An uplifting exercise that may go uphill
depending on the land it may go downhill.
It beats the huff and puffing on the treadmill
and popping all those odious pain kills.
It’s an opportunity to appreciate nature
the awesome work of the Great Creator.
To say hello to the neighbour
or take a peek at a new feature.
My stroll is never as the crow flies
with lots of curious detours, I flit like a fly.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Stroll, The Daily Post Prompt
Wow! And a review so soon
Like every mother who has a new baby, you spend time fretting and checking on your baby right, so two day’s after going public with my book, I take another peek in Amazon and see a shiny, brilliant review and that’s just fantastic.
I didn’t expect anything like a review that quickly and even several sales too. Wow!
I feel so tickled and appreciative of the beautiful soul who has taken the time to purchase, read and remark giving my Out of the silent breath a 5 solid star rating.
In the words of the reviewer, I copy and quote:
By Amanda
I’m about half-way through Jacqueline’s poetry book and I have to say I’m in awe and spellbound by her poetry. She is amazing at describing love and life in her poems. She creates such beautiful images with her words. Truly, she is a talented writer and I’m so excited to have her poetry book and to continue reading through it. I find I have to take my time to absorb the feeling and beauty behind her words. Not a fast read, but worth taking the time to explore and find meaning.
I am clapping my hands and joyful. Thank you, Amanda, for this wonderful review and thank you to those who have taken the time to purchase it. I wish I knew who and who it is. A little flower of thanks, I am sending your way
You can support me and buy it here and there 🙂
Jacqueline
Finally!! Here it is! My First Published Book and I am bawling out my eyes and smiling at the same time.
I feel a deep sense of release. I don’t know how to express my thoughts. It’s been a climb and sometimes a dip, but I knew that one day, I will arrive at this juncture.
Except I sit with you over a cup of tea, maybe only then will you really understand my journey – one day, I shall speak of these things.
To all those who have supported me to this point, I remain ever grateful. You have no idea what your friendship means to me and how far it’s taken me.
I present to you – even though some of you had a sneak cover peek, it was tweaked a bit – my poetry book. I laughed writing some, I bled writing some, I sighed writing some and I cried writing some.
It’s all Glory to Him. He made it possible.
It’s available on Amazon-Kindle and Smashwords and it will be an utmost delight if even only one person buys it.
I have also set it up at both ends of my sidebar as a source of motivation.
Now let me go and finish working on a compilation of the short stories that I hope to publish in June.
My thanks and utmost regards.
Remain blessed.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Silent Commune…
The bright light of the Sun
hurt his sunken eyes
even as his pupils fought
to adjust to such ordinariness
which was naked exposure
He felt nothing
no sense of elation
no sense of release
in fact a sense of dread
for he knew not where to begin.
Twenty-two years gone.
Committed for felony
he failed to commit
but criminal justice said it was
and so it has been.
Solitude became his companion
for that length of time
in a cell of total isolation
a short hard crib for a bed
four closing walls as his closest friends.
He clutches his head
for he knows nowhere to go.
He prefers to return
to the silence of his cell
where he communed in himself.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Solitude, The Daily Post Prompt
Image credit: Pixabay

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