What’s My Superpower?

January 4, 2017 jacquelineobyikocha9 Comments

What’s my super power;
pray, do tell?
Let me look under the bed
I bet I’ll find the answer there

I could fly if I try
how wonderful that sounds
for sure I’ll fall through the sky
and make a huge splat.

I could disappear and reappear
which surely sounds supper
for sure my trundling tiptoe
would leave a shadowy trail

I could do many imaginary things
become a Power-Puff mama
Alas! these belong in Disney World
where make believe works like magic

I do a lot of simple things
my children say I’m the best mother ever
I believe them and like the title
Supermom

I smile a lot, laugh heartily and can cheer you up
my listening ears available
with sage counsel, if you wish
that could do some good

I could whip up a good story
and make a decent companion
even play a ditty
though my voice barely carries a tune

I could make a list
of this and of that
but it would take forever
to write them all out

What’s my super power;
pray, do tell?
I believe that it’s by being me
a full ocean of humanness in one drop of a human.

So, what’s your Superpower?

♥

A ditty played on my keyboard

Tra la la, twiddle dee dee, it gives me a thrill

to wake up in the morning to the mockingbird hill

Tra la la, twiddle dee dee, there’s health and goodwill

you’re welcome as the flowers on the mockingbird hill

when the Sun in the morning peeps over the hill

and kisses the roses around my windowsill

then my heart fills with gladness when I hear the thrill

of the birds on the tree tops of the mockingbird hill.

Discover Challenge – Superpower

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Little Light…

November 12, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha12 Comments

We are asked to keep it ‘Tiny,’ for this weeks’ photo challenge and I will keep mine symbolic.

‘A tiny flicker of light can irrevocably alter the state of darkness by offering a state of hope.’ Jacqueline

Will you be that tiny light that offers a path to others, or would you extinguish it to ensure that others remain in the dark?

The choice is yours.

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Chaos – Organized and Disorganized

November 5, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha14 Comments

The word chaos automatically connotes messy and disorganized in our minds, but sometimes, things appearance can be deceptive.

How the vendor finds or remembers each item is wonderful.

These settees are displayed for sale. Looks more like a rubbish heap

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Transmo What?

October 29, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha8 Comments

For the life of me, Transmogrify is certainly not a word that features in my everyday English so it was a little bit challenging to find photos that would fit into the description “to change in appearance or form, especially strangely or grotesquely; transform.”

Anyway, yours faithfully doesn’t believe in throwing in the towel so easily, so here I am with my offerings.

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Ban Them!

October 27, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha12 Comments

My native land, Nigeria is currently going through recession under the leadership of a government that has taken the country backward by 30 years or more.

When I was just a little girl, under the same tiresome administration of this current President, who was an Army General and the Head of State of Nigeria, he ran the country aground with his austerity measures and structural adjustment programs that banned many things, left workers unpaid, depleted peoples’ resources and kept them hungry and oppressed until he was ousted in a coup.

What I fail to understand is how people forget history and its lessons. How they allow history to repeat itself over and over again? Is it mere stupidity or blindness?

I sincerely believe that there should be a ban on old codgers who have dubious, selfish and narcissistic ambitions from ruling any Nation.

The story never ends well!

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We will be having our monthly blog party this weekend – Saturday 29th – Sunday 30th. It’s a Halloween themed party. Stay tuned and hope to see you in your dreary, scary drags.

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Let it Glow

October 22, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha27 Comments

When I saw the prompt ‘shine’ for The Daily Post, two thoughts automatically came to my mind, one in the manner of a song and the other a quote.

‘This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine,

this little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine,

this little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine,

let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.

When you put off someone’s candle, yours ain’t going to shine brighter.

This tells me that we should be the shining examples that we would love to see in others. We should be the bright inspiration that uplifts others. We should be builders and not destroyers. Our actions and words build, encourages and uplifts.

For things that shine, I find dark nights not only mystical but equally magical as artificial light pierces pitch black nights, lending mystery to them and making the night less terrifying.

I love the twinkle of the shining light in the dark of the night.

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Uncountable…

October 22, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha12 Comments

Image result for images of love

If I could count the number of kisses
the number of prayers, tears and hugs
the number of I love you’s
that we’ve shared,
A million would be such a paltry sum
yet it’s not nearly enough
to express the depths of my feelings
that no numbers can count

Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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Woodlands in Little Oak

October 20, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha15 Comments

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The furry folks of Woodlands in Little Oak
busied themselves gathering with care and gusto,
into the underground went their stash of nuts and berries
for their noses could smell it in the air;
Madam Winter is heading their way.

Have you heard the news Mrs. Owl hooted
to Mrs. CurlyTail Squirrel
as she taught her babies
how to tell the good nuts from the bad ones
before they buried them underground.

Do tell ‘cos I haven’t heard, urged Mrs. CurlyTail.
It’s said that Mother Winter is quite bitter ‘cos
Spry Tornado is having an affair with little Miss Weather
they tried to keep their love underground
alas, the steam they caused came up to air, Mrs. Owl regaled.

You don’t say! Exclaimed Mrs. CurlyTail Squirrel.
I knew something was up with that sneaky Miss Weather.
Did you hear she whispered to Grouch The Badger,
It’s said that little Miss Weather is pregnant,
But no one is sure who is responsible,
For she’s having a sneaky affair with Spry Tornado and Hally Hailstorm.

I never liked Hally, said Grouch The Badger,
He nearly cracked my skull the last time he passed my way,
I had to quickly hide underground from his mean tricks.
Did you hear of the torrid affair, Grouch asked Stink the Skunk?
Tornado, Hally The Terrible and little Miss Weather were caught in flagrante delicto,
by Willy Windy who was on his way to visit, he had an appointment with her.

No wonder! Exclaimed Stink The Skunk to Rasper The Raccoon,
I now understand why Tyler the Lightning,
threw such a hissy fit, that I had to scurry underground and out of his path,
He had his eye’s set on Miss Weather and was on his way to propose to her,
He even had a huge elemental ring with lots of bling.

Soon the undergrounds of Woodlands in Little Oak
was abuzz with the juicy gossip
Each had a version of their tale to tell
and they all eyed little Miss Weather in disdain
They knew Madam Winter would give her the icy treatment
and they waited in anticipation of the showdown.

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Where is Home?

October 15, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha26 Comments

Where is home? For a lot of us, it’s easy to point to that parcel of land, with its building and the things inside that make it their home. For an unfortunate number, there’s no home, but under the elements, with their misshapen belongings and a shredded piece of carton as their bed.

For a good number of us who are sojourners in various lands, our home has come to mean more than our physical abode. In my opinion, one of the sides of having lived in 3 Continents at various points in my life is that each of these places captures a piece of your heart with its essence and represents home one way or the other.

Over the years, my homes have differed from country to country, I have had to shed material belongings over and over, but I have ultimately gathered beautiful experiences and memories on my path with my family.

Walking home after an evening's stroll. — Walking home after an evening’s stroll.

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Water, Water Everywhere or NOT so Everywhere…

October 8, 2016October 8, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha9 Comments

71 percent of the Earth is covered by water and every living thing thrives on water simply because WATER is LIFE.

I have seen water in many ramifications, from the abundance of the Oceans to bottled water of varieties, rainfall in the Tropics to the aridity of living in the Desert and one thing that I’ve found is that every living thing seeks out water. Unfortunately, there are places that lack this bare necessity that many take for granted, which reminds me of a well-articulated post I read earlier, written by Robert.

One of the things that I miss living in the UAE is rainfall. It’s such a rare occurrence and buying bottled water is the norm because the desert lacks a generous abundance of potable water.