Author · Book · Poetry/Poems · Writing

Finally!! Here it is! My First Published Book and I am bawling out my eyes and smiling at the same time.

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Out of the silent breath

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

Blog · Blog-hopping

Will You Come To My Tea Party? Pretty Please…

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Juice[1]

Glasses of fresh squeezed juice

A dash of tequila or two

a slice of cake

for you to take

and some kebabs

on the make.

There’ll be soft smooth jazz

with a bit of bass

and a cool DJ, who’s a lovely lass.

Party venue: Here. The party link will go live tomorrow.

Date and time: 30 Apr/1st May from dusk till dawn, we party hard.

You’ll be glad you came.

Please share and share. Thank you and looking forward to seeing you.

Jacqueline

Fiction · Friday Fiction in Five Sentences · Short Stories

The Vicar’s Secret…

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Wedding, People, Church, Nuptials, Event, Heart, Grooms

The Vicar looked ill. He looked more like a man facing the guillotine than one who was performing the rites of matrimony. His heart hurt as he faced the couple. She looked as beautiful as ever, and he wondered how he would keep up with serving the parish and listen to her sweet singing voice in the choir.

He would have preferred to avoid being here, he could have asked for a replacement with a preposterous excuse – in fact, it wouldn’t have been an excuse that he had the runs – yet his sense of preservation deserted him.

His lips were dry, his stomach churned and his voice croaked and squeaked at the same time as he asked the question “If anyone has a reason for these two not to wed, speak now or forever hold your peace.”

The air in the chapel shrunk in silence. No one expected an answer to a question that was simply a formality and all the heads swung in the direction of the back pew from where a voice had said an emphatic yes.

The old groundskeeper stood. Nodding to the Vicar, he said in his booming and gentle voice ”my boy, don’t you think you’ve got something to say to the congregation?”

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

P.S...I leave it to you to find a fitting end to this story. What do you think transpired?

Blog · Featured Blogs

Featured blogs # 44…Let me share your blog posts.

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‘PLEASE KEEP SENDING IN THE LINKS.’

Today’s featured blogs are:

How to be remembered from Pamela: It’s never an easy thinking to do. How we want to be remembered. I am thinking about mine. Yes, I know that it might be long, but thinking about what I want, means that I have to live up to it. What will your epitaph read? Here lies …

Dear World, bye Some posts leave you feeling so helpless and not knowing what to say and this post left me sad! I did say something though and this was my comment:

Such a sad and profound read. I hope that writing these pains out will help you find some peace within you and a bit of joy in the World. I have no idea what the enormity of your pain is, but I do know that when I was in such a dark place myself and though it wasn’t easy, I turned up my face to the light and clung. Peace be with you Maline.

Tween God and me car There are times when we just know things because our sixth sense of the Spirit tells us. It might sound incredulous to some people, but it happens every day when you open your mind and believe.

Defensive Sarn’s story ‘curse breaker’ arouses all manners of emotions in a reader. From annoyance, to wonder, to perplexed agitation, to intrigue and suspense…

‘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

Everyday People · Humans · Photographs

Fancy Footwork…Every day beautiful people # 31

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Every tattoo has a little story behind it. I wonder what the story to the flowers on her legs. Hmm, I should have asked, now I’m wishing I did 😉

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Open Invitation Just For You…

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Keep a date this weekend. Thank you 😊

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Dancing, Party, Celebrate, Disco, Abstract, Colorful

Are you old or young blogger in this space?

Are you looking for fresh blood, erm I mean fresh blog to mingle with?

Are you friend, foe, neighbour or Island?

A party pooper or a party lover?

Whatever category you may find yourself, join us for our monthly shindig. It’s always fun and good blast.

Just in case you are still weighing the benefits, here are some of the reasons why you should party down 😉

  • You meet great folks
  • You enjoy good music
  • You eat good (fat-free, online) food.
  • You can laugh as loud as you like.
  • You can come along in your PJ’s and drag a pillow, nobody minds
  • You grow your blog
  • You wiggle your waist and shake a leg.
  • You get more eyeballs on your post.
  • ..and you meet fab folks. Oh ok, I said that before, but really, it’s a good way to meet so…

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It was impossible to please mother…Personal recount from Linda of Nutsrok.

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This is a post swap between Linda and I. Be sure to visit her end and read my own little naughty side 😉

We get to share a short story of each others childhood escapades.

Now, this is called collaboration and we should do more of such things in this space.

Linda’s one of my favourite bloggers in this space and if you haven’t been to Nutsrok, then you, my friend are so seriously missing out on very good chuckles and charming company.

She always has me in stitches and appreciative of life. Her real-life recounts on her growing up years is worth a movie and I don’t exaggerate.

Linda first grade Linda first grade

It was impossible to tell what would land me in trouble when I was a little kid. Mother was impossible to please.

We had a new kitten. I found a kitty surprise in the baby bed and knew for…

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Midnight Motivations and Musings 74

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The lines of life can be so blurry that at times it’s so hard to figure out what our purpose here on Earth is meant to be.

Are we here just to eat, live, work and die? Put plainly like this, YES!!

We simply live, sleep, eat, work, procreate (when possible) and die.

Yet, there’s more to life than that and that more lies in finding your purpose.

Fulfilment comes with finding that purpose and we can’t purchase either of them but we must seek it diligently in the stillness of our hearts.

There’s no one-size fits all recipe to get to that route.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Poetry/Poems · The Daily Post

Silent Commune…

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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.

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Solitude, The Daily Post Prompt

Image credit: Pixabay

 

Blog · Blog-hopping

Open Invitation Just For You…

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Are you old or young blogger in this space?

Are you looking for fresh blood, erm I mean fresh blog to mingle with?

Are you friend, foe, neighbour or Island?

A party pooper or a party lover?

Whatever category you may find yourself, join us for our monthly shindig. It’s always fun and good blast.

Just in case you are still weighing the benefits, here are some of the reasons why you should party down 😉

  • You meet great folks
  • You enjoy good music
  • You eat good (fat-free, online) food.
  • You can laugh as loud as you like.
  • You can come along in your PJ’s and drag a pillow, nobody minds
  • You grow your blog
  • You wiggle your waist and shake a leg.
  • You get more eyeballs on your post.
  • ..and you meet fab folks. Oh ok, I said that before, but really, it’s a good way to meet so many people in one place and at the same time.

Venue: Here at my blogalicious cooking pot

Time: April 30 – May 1st: From dusk till dawn, from dusk till dawn 🙂

Looking forward to seeing you here and do share, please. The more we are the merrier it’ll be.

Jacqueline

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