Dark secrets you buried,
light unearthed it;
skeletons in your closet
refuse to stay forgotten,
they rise, they rattle;
their whispers reach out
and sends chills
deep down
to
your marrow.
©
Jacqueline
a cooking pot and twisted tales
Thoughts and Tales…A Lifestyle Blog with a Zing.
Dark secrets you buried,
light unearthed it;
skeletons in your closet
refuse to stay forgotten,
they rise, they rattle;
their whispers reach out
and sends chills
deep down
to
your marrow.
©
Jacqueline
Sometimes hurting sits like a heavy rock that sinks your spirit,
sometimes pain leaves tracks wider than a railroad,
sometimes despair runs so deep that it seems bottomless,
sometimes giving up becomes a relief that beckons so softly;
……
Those times when life has become such trying tedium,
that getting through each day seems an untold hardship,
I hate to offer platitudes that this too shall pass,
but my soul whisper to yours, don’t you ever give up!
……
Words I share with you, I share with myself,
the encouragement that I give you, I give to myself,
for I’ve found that whoever we are and wherever we are from,
we are all the same balancing our struggles on this journey called life.
©
Jacqueline
Don’t give up on today, you have no idea what tomorrow has to offer. Just wait and see

Mama said to me, baby,
you can’t stand on the ground
and be pointing up at the ripe palm nuts,
You must be willing
to get your fingers stained with oil palm
in order to enjoy its succulence.
©
Jacqueline
By day,
she casts away
the burdens of her ordeal
through the flow of her ink
By night,
she goes back
to live her nightmare
in the silence of the dark
©
Jacqueline
I aspire to be an old man, with an old wife, laughing at old jokes from a wild youth – Atticus
Loving him
was risky,
but
it was
a chance
she chose
to take
and
40 years
going on,
she has
never been
happier.
©
Jacqueline

Mama said to me, baby,
grumbling from Jericho to Jerusalem
is never going to make your dough rise;
not when you’ve failed
to add much-needed yeast
and to give it the required kneading.
©
Jacqueline
In essence, life is more of what you put in it.

My heart is wild
and too restless
to stay content
with insipid passion.
©
Jacqueline
whatever we love
may be taken away from us
in a fierce way
at any moment in time,
but the loss of what we love
belongs to us
and its presence
can stay with us forever.
©
Jacqueline

Mama said to me, baby,
there comes a time when
you’ll tell your goat
to stop giving its milk for free,
‘cos a neighbour
used to getting free milk
will never purchase his own goat
instead, he’ll milk more to make cheese.
©
Jacqueline