Tag Archive | life

Writers Quote Challenge Prompt

Quote, Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha, Doing My Own Thing, Life, Poetry

I stopped waiting for you to bring me sweet words. I wrote my own! Jacqueline

I sat in silence
waited in futility
hoped hopelessly
that you would bring me words
that would make a difference.

I held my breath
expectantly, I perspired
hanging on
to the few words you had to offer
you starved me. You kept me hungry.

I got tired
of the hunger
I wanted more words
I stopped waiting in vain
I gathered my own words and moved on.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

 

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Jacqueline at http://www.Acookingpotandtwistedtales.com

Joan at http://www.familyparentingandbeyoned.wordpress.com

Oneta at http://www.onetahayes.com

We are continuing the same format here and that is: there are no rules to follow. Either make up your own sayings or use a quote from a famous author that you find gives you inspiration.

Each Thursday, we will post the prompt and all you have to do is participate!

On your own blog post do a pingback to this post and make sure to “like” or “comment” on everyone else’s post. A pingback is when you embed (or copy) the URL of my weekly prompt into your own blog post.

Make sure to check our weekly prompt to see if your entry is there. You can copy URL of your blog post and include it in the comments section of my original weekly prompt if that works better for you.

Copy the badge above and include it in your own post. Tag your post on your own blog as “The Writer’s Quote Challenge,” so we can find the posts in the reader.

Unfortunately, due to the exigencies of time, Bernadette has taken a break from Writer’s quote so, we are still welcoming co-hosts.  Come and join in the fun.

 

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Get OUT of My Bed! You’re Such A Poor Lover!

Poetry, Depression, Peace, Harmony, Life, Balance

 

Depression wants to sleep with me tonight
but I ain’t having none of that!

I told him that I don’t cheat on Peace
‘cos he brings me Joy, Harmony, Balance
and lots of untold goodies.

I told him that he’s such a poor lover
who leaves me all wound up,
empty and downcast.

That our tumultuous relationship
has me faking orgasmic satisfaction
and that has simply been a lie.

I kicked him out into the cold night
and wedged the door tight with a chair under the lock.

He sulked and begged and cajoled to be let back in
he even promised to be more gentle in his loving
but I ain’t having none of that.

I have listened to his sleek lies in the past
when he used me and put up his feet by the fireplace
having a good smoke while I cried my eye’s raw and my heart bled.

I told him that he’s a Baboon
and he’s not going to get more handsome soon.

His spots are embedded in his thick skin and
can’t be washed off with soap.

I quickly called Peace on speed dial though it was late,
even the birds had gone to roost
but I had to so as not to cave into Depressions whiny voice.

Knowing Peace, he’s such a good guy
he answered once he saw my repeated calls.

He called his companions
Joy, Harmony, Love, Hope, Faith, Music, Laughter…
and they all came along.

They played and danced in my living room all night long whilst
I had a goodnight’s rest in the desired arms of Peace.

©  Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Featured Posts – Share Your Posts Links

Sharing, Blogs, Networking, Growing Readership, Connection, Bloggers, Blog Posts

‘PLEASE SEND IN YOUR LINKS.’ 

Today’s featured blogs are:

Do step in, explore these blogs and show some love.

Let Me Lead You Out An emotive poem that only comes from inner battle and tremendous decision to stand and not give in.

The Past is History, not A Mystery I totally enjoyed reading this. History is there to teach us and help us to make a better decision. History is certainly not a mystery. Do have a read.

Seeking Alternative Help When we are going through health challenges, are we willing to try methods that are probably not things we would have given a second thought to?

Jolts causing rapid emotional or psychological switches: Informative post on mental health. I learned something new today.

People with bipolar disorder, and all other mental illnesses just hate, yes, hate, when people tell them to “snap out of it” (their mood states, anxiety or other states). Since most mental illnesses are not unlike other physical illnesses, such a suggestion is very much easier said than done, and the person suggesting such an action clearly misunderstands the severity and difficulty of the illnesses.

Love is A Verb – An Easter Story Beautiful, deep and gave me a fresh understanding. You’ve got to read this.

God loves all of His Creation regardless of race, creed, religion, sexual orientation, or class; His Creation belongs to His Creation, all of it.

Do you want more eyes on your words?’

Well then, add your LINK INTO THIS LOOP.

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.

‘Remember, we create a cohesive community when we come together.

Posts That Caught My Interest

I do my regular featured blog posts from links that fellow bloggers send across, but I realized that I haven’t shared other posts that caught my interest in a long time. Image result for images of sharing

I recognize that a lot of bloggers – except few – bother to read reblogs and now and again, I stumble on posts that I find myself nodding along in agreement as I read them and wish to share.

I offer these few. I found sense, laughter, reflection and inspiration. Do take a peek. I am disabling the comment button to encourage you to visit the blog sites.

Give and Take

Squirrels in Church

Born in a body

Debunked

Hang on

Newsflash: It ain’t about them

One Mother of a Tomato!

Thank you for stopping by. 

Jacqueline

 

 

When I Return…

Earth, Sea, Nature, Beautiful, Sunrise, Water, Poetry, Life

When I am done here, I will go
and I will return as everything

The Earth and it’s beautiful, rugged terrain;
majestic mountains, and the quiet hills
valleys, plateaus, forests and the vast desert

I shall be the wind that you feel, but can’t touch
I shall be the gentle and the torrential rain

I will be the air, the billowing clouds that float by
the waters of all corners of the earth
even the puddle that you step in

I will be the eagle that soars the skies
and the dove that coos and the watching owl

I shall be the Whale and the dolphin
the plankton, the seaweed
and the beautiful pearl in the oyster’s shell

I will be the dewdrops gathered on the verdant green
and the pretty, vivid flower blooms

The swift cheetah and the gentle lamb
A kitten and a dog and the rabbit running from the Fox
and yes, I shall be the fox

The pretty blushing maid in her red shoes,
glossy lips and corn rows
casting flirty looks under thick lashes

The handsome dark stranger with mysterious eyes
and the cleft in his chin

The vivacious lady with the laughing eyes
with a loud throaty chuckle
and her big black purse

The friendly, robust neighbour down the corner
who always offers cakes and pies

The mother with a baby suckling at the breast
the suckling child at the mother’s breast
each gurgling in joy at the other

The pebble stones and the grain of sand under your feet
The music that rouses you to dance and stirs your soul

You will see me in the stars, in the skies and in the face of everything,
‘Cos when I am done here, I will go and
I shall return as everything.

© 2017

Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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Perfect Union…

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Her creaky bones made her cranky
his flatulence made him farty
her nagging drove him nuts
his mumbling lips made her shout
‘what did you say Fred?’

They love each other very much,
they are each others crutch.
Old age came, nothing remained the same,
he was too blind to see the sprouted hairs on her chin,
she was too deaf to hear the noisy gas escaping his chambers.

Theirs is still the perfect union.

©

Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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