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Thoughts and Tales…A Lifestyle Blog with a Zing.
I’ll take the admiration lenses off humans and turn it to the dogs. In this instance, it’s literally gone to the dogs.
Dogs are such intelligent, warm, loving and loyal creatures. They make good friends and listeners too.
I could write a long story, but I’ll just leave a few of my dog-watching pictures where two dogs are admiring each other 🙂
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© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Admiration, The Daily Post Photo Prompt
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
That man behind a mask
he’s chameleon to behold.
What does he hide?
The truth in his soul
♣
You must tread with care
and dine from afar
lest he turns you into a monster
that’ll eat up your heart.
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Interestingly, I had set up the photos above to post for my Wordless Wednesday when today’s daily prompt word came in and it was a mask, so I simply added the short poem above.
How well done I said to myself. They are now syncing with my thoughts as well 🙂
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Mask, The Daily Post Prompt.
Fingers
caress her tender scalp
luxurious tendrils of auburn hair
are put in a twisted knot
‘I love you forever’
I whisper into her ears
shivery bumps run down her spine
as she sighs in dreamy reply.
*********
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Whisper, The Daily Post Prompt
Image: pixabay
Abstract The Daily Post Photo Prompt
They created illusion for themselves
Living out their fake lives
Even as the noose tightened
With each passing day
He, in his fast car
And skimmed funds
He ran from the drug Lords
They are fast on his tail.
—–
She lived hers in the bottle of illusion
Where all was illuminated through her languid gaze
Fake, starry aura induced
From needle pricks
That zig-zagged
Through her veins
Until the glass fell
And shattered in the cold silence.
—–
Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Fake, The Daily Post Prompt
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‘Breathe.’ The doctor urged in quiet urgency.
He gently patted the little one on a body that was turning bluish.
How he hated to lose one of these little ones.
No matter how many times he took deliveries, the wonder of  childbirth never failed to grip his heart.
This had been a particularly difficult birth and he prayed that the young mother will not come to, just to be told that her baby didn’t make it.
After several minutes of palpitating and held breath, the little one let out an annoyed squall.
Dr. Han’s eyes were pricked with tears. He knew such a satisfying moment.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Breath,The Daily Post Prompt
The family reunion
Was a disaster!
Aunt Biddy
And aunt Jemimah
Got into a huge squabble.
Uncle Pete threw a punch
Aunt Agatha spat like a cat
Lot’s of secrets
Were let out of the bag
Food flew in the air
The table broke
The chairs broke
I ran for cover.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Disaster, The daily post prompt
I sat nearby and watched the stray eat morsels off the ground and lap up water from a broken pipe. I wondered who owned it, or if it’s a lone ranger with no owner.
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Dinnertime,The Daily post photo challenge.
Did you know that life’s a suitcase
In which we journey through this maze?
You put the things you feel you’ll need
As you trundle along at your own speed
Good portion of love
Inside your trove
Helpings of smiles
Will go a mile
Family and friends can come along
They are always there to keep us strong
A dash of life skills is worthwhile too
A pinch of resilience without much ado
Good thoughts, positive vibes are simply a must
With good faith and in God we trust
Sometimes some run out of space
They end up with a bursting suitcase
Sometimes we over anticipate
And end up paying for excess luggage
Though life may have it’s bumpy trails
But if we pack with some essential stuff
We would enjoy it as we set sweet sail
That my friend would be good enough.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Suitcase,The Daily Post Prompt
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