Fresh breath of desire…Friday fiction in five sentences.

April 22, 2016February 19, 2017 jacquelineobyikocha11 Comments

Liam had forgotten this. The way your senses exploded with desire and the pulse raced. A sudden awakening feeling as if he had been in a long deep sleep.

All the exciting tingle coursed through his veins from the soft and warm hand that he clasped in greeting. A deep urge to pull her closer and kiss her full, glossy inviting lips nudged him even as his thumb gently brushed her knuckles almost subconsciously.

Now he understood his son’s fascination with his music and art’s teacher, Miss Felicity. It was easy to get besotted with this exquisite being that stood before him, judging the way he felt. She looked like a fairy with her big baby blue and long-lashed eyes; even her upturned nose had a dusting of freckles.

For weeks, Kevin had gone on and on with one recount or the other on Miss Felicity. Since his mother passed four years ago, this would be the first female he had seen his son warm up to enough for the young boy to try matchmaking his lonely dad with his favourite teacher.

Liam’s heart softened and he muttered silent thanks to God while allowing himself to absorb the sweet energy of the face that smiled up at his in open invitation.

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Everyday People · Life · Photographs

Photo time… Every day beautiful people #24

April 22, 2016April 23, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha6 Comments

‘Some memories never fade.’ Unknown

Our memories are made of those little things that are seemingly so ordinary. Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Everyday People · Family · Photographs

Let’s go… Every day beautiful people # 22

April 20, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha9 Comments

‘The mind is not a vessel to be filled, but a fire to be kindled.’ Plutarch

‘He who opens a school door closes a prison.’ Victor Hugo

This photo reminds me so much of the years that my dad painstakingly held my hands and took me to school.

Blessed be your spirit as you rest on.

Jacqueline

Creative Writing · Haiku · Rononvan's Weekly Haiku Challenge

Tales By Moonlight…

April 19, 2016February 1, 2017 jacquelineobyikocha20 Comments

I like this week’s Haiku prompt ‘ Sun & Moon,’ from Ronovan. What do you think?

Hair like silk spun gold

She had him enthralled with her looks

Singing under the glowing moonlight.

*****

Limpid pools of her eyes

Beckoned to him like the mysterious moon

Twinkling like glints of sun rays.

*****

He bought her precious jewels

That shone bright like the golden Sun

And proposed beneath the moonbeams.

*****

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Life · Midnight motivation and musings

Midnight Motivations and Musings # 64

April 18, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha31 Comments

When you are committed to doing something, you wait for no one, especially when it’s something that you are meant to do by yourself and for your well being.

Don’t sit waiting for love or life to find you. Go out and get the life and the love will follow.

Sometimes, in order to move on, we need to cease waiting and get going.

Fiction · Short Stories

Forty….

April 18, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha33 Comments

Forty! It’s Sheila’s birthday and she’s not particularly enthused. Her thoughts were adrift and disjointed. She had no desire for a big do and wanted to spend the day quietly.

Her introspection made her sad. Her thought was that every line should have fallen into place in her life by now. Babies, her own successful interior decor business, and all the works.

Rather, she’s still stuck in a job that went nowhere. A succession of miscarriages dogged her marriage that it seemed her own baby was not in the books. Ray was distracted; working harder and coming home late.

Queasy stomach emptied of its content, she sat on the toilet lid and stared at the stick. Positive. Her heart jumped in excitement. Could it really be? However, she decided to keep the news to herself in the meantime.

Ray came home later with a gorgeous haute couture gown and silver sandals. He insisted on taking her for a dinner after helping with the zipper of her dress and the buckle of her sandals.

He had organised a surprise party with their close friends in a newly outfitted interior decor store meant for his wife.

Inlinkz

In response to the photo prompt, provided by Barb. Thank you, Barb and thank you, Priceless Joy, for this enchanting story platform.

Blog · Featured Blogs · Share A Link

Featured Posts # 36…Let me share your post links.

April 18, 2016April 18, 2016 jacquelineobyikocha

‘PLEASE KEEP SENDING IN THE LINKS.’

Today’s featured blogs are:

Love, broken hearts and remedies, do you have a heart? Maybe you think you do, but you don’t!

Cee’s photo challenge Some oddballs to look at.

Invisible disabilities a profound prose that causes you to ponder. ‘And when you say, “You don’t look sick,” I ask you to look deep
and recognize that looks deceive and pain can be discreet.’

Introducing, McDonald Philosophy and Politics , a website for the publication of e-books, essays, articles and thoughts on philosophy and politics. It is hosted by Mark A. McDonald, Ph. D, the author of the book On Shakespeare’s King Lear with the Tempest, and the article On Hamlet and the Reformation.

Stupefied Horrifying episode, yet a captivating continuation of Melinda’s Curse Breaker.

Please visit their blogs and say hello. A few minutes may gain you a friendly support.

‘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.’

Creative Writing · Fiction · Short Stories

The Marriage…Friday’s fiction in five sentences.

April 15, 2016February 1, 2017 jacquelineobyikocha33 Comments

It was the perfect wedding. The sun had shone just at the right proportion. The storybook garden where they shared their vows was dreamy. Everything was as it should be. Sublime.

Yet Cecilia felt some restlessness in her spirit. Helmut is a perfect match. Mother loved him very much and approved of him. Even her picky friends liked him well enough. They considered him the dashing, wealthy European.

Their marital vows felt like a constriction to her vocal chords. She shook off the inner voice and focused on the sizzle. She loves Helmut, he’s a passionate lover and even as every cell in her body screamed ‘don’t‘ she said I do.

It didn’t take a long time for her to realize that the marriage was a huge mistake.

Helmut’s perceived candour turned to blunt cruelty. His passion became an obsession. He smothered her to death.

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