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Thoughts and Tales…A Lifestyle Blog with a Zing.
Sometimes,
when I stretch my mind’s eye
to see my future
it looks foggy and far-fetched
into tomorrow,
but I hold on to the compass
of my dreams.
©
Jacqueline
I wrote this poem for my work-in-progress third poetry book, then I saw the Daily post prompt ‘foggy’ and I couldn’t resist pulling it out and sharing it here.
I would like to crave your indulgence and support. You know the greatest hurdle that lies before any indie-writer is not about getting the book written and published; it’s selling the book. Marketing is a humungous task.
Most of us would be enthralled to simply focus on spewing out the words and hoping the books will somehow sell themselves, unfortunately in the self-publishing business, it simply doesn’t work that way and all the best wishes from others don’t sell any books. What works is a pragmatic approach.
As most of you know, I just published my second poetry book ‘Unbridled,’ and going by experience gained from the first book Out of The Silent Breath – which was supported by several friends in this space and helped to instil my confidence to forge ahead – I have to buckle down, dig in my heels and jump into doing the needful.
As we speak, I am still learning the ropes, this is why I turn to all my friends in Bloglandia since I don’t have funds to run big marketing campaigns.
I am trying to create a buzz around ‘Unbridled,’ and would appreciate any support and leg up that I can get from all of you.
Would you be willing to grant me and my book an audience in your blog space, in any form that you deem suitable, such as book feature, blogger interview, book tour, book review etc? Also, if you’ve got pointers in any direction – authors/bloggers who support fellow authors, I would be glad to go begging cap in hand 😉
I understand that asking for support might be a bit imposing, but I also know that this journey is not one that I can embark on alone.
No matter how much I pride myself with the capability of pushing forward by myself, we also have an African proverb that says “if you want to go fast, go alone, but if you want to go far, go together.”
I choose to go far alongside others, even if our walk may be slower. Please help. I look forward to hearing from you.
My regards,
Jacqueline
I Am Judging You
‘Why do you write like this,
don’t you worry that people will sit and judge?’
she asked me.
‘I’ve grown too old to worry about being judged;
for judgement has been my portion for as long as I know,’
I replied.
I don’t shield my words in niceties,
afraid to cause you to blush.
I don’t say my words to cause shame,
but yes, I’m judging you.
I can’t pretend that we are friends enough
to write things only relatable
and swallow my words to please you
‘cos that would be dishonest,
I’ll be lying to myself.
Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha is a gifted word weaver whose poems are snapshot vignettes of life to which readers can relate. Her story poems transverse a range of emotions that provokes profound thoughts and evokes dreams and deep desires of the heart. Deborah Palmer
As the days go by
and I unearth old hidden secrets
I discover good qualities right beside them
the fear most have is that when we let
those hidden things out of the box
others will judge us harshly
thus, we carry these heavy things
not knowing when to let go
and to set ourselves free
the thing is this,
even if you never have secrets to hide
people will still find reasons to judge you
and their opinion shouldn’t be your business
so, be your authentic self
live your life without hiding from yourself
©
Jacqueline
Daily Post – Hidden
When he made her acquaintance,
her fragrance titillated his senses,
he sought to have a dalliance
with her, she glowed with such radiance
and almost felt like an impatient pagan
for his increased hearts’ cadence
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Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
I love positive things. I love progress and exciting news. I love to see people chase after their aspirations and dreams and watch them grow. It inspires me more than I can tell you. Some days when my inspiration tank is low, good news from others pep me up and keep me going. Michele, I know you’ll do exceedingly well on this new path.
Inspired Beacon’s posts on better living, food for thought, inspiration, success tips, personal development and business sense keeps me pushing for higher grounds. Never Stop Fighting.
The ‘Fine Lines’ of this poem is not only riveting but empowering in its raw state.
I am mastering ‘How To Sail My Ship,’ how are you doing yours?
You have a right to your opinion, but you’ve got to learn to accept ‘My Opinion.’ In the bid to state your opinion as tell it as it is, also learn that it’s not a license to whiplash others with your venom.
I honestly can’t explain how it must feel to be purchased. A short post ‘I was a purchase,’ that left me pondering.
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Regards,
Jacqueline
Words are not cheap
‘cos writer’s spill their blood with ink
and commit lots of murder.
For pity’s sake
help us raise funds for bail.
©
Jacqueline
‘PLEASE SEND IN YOUR LINKS.’
Today’s featured blogs are:
What do you keep in your backyard?
A great prompt idea to try out. I enjoyed how Pamela interlaced the mixed tape prompt with intimate insights of her life.
Who do you think you are in your dreams and imagination? Be honest and take a peek at your inner thoughts. I like this quote that I borrowed from Deborah.
Lessons for living the book that shaped my personality
A beautiful, positive post to start your day. Once I started reading I had to finish it.
Although I’m from a Hindu family, I did my primary schooling from a Christian school named St. Luke’s, in Himachal, and I’m glad that happened.
An enjoyable story. Below is my comment.
What a twist in the tale. I am glad it was just a daydream into the future. I hope she gets to move to her dream neighbourhood. Great story.
Do step in, explore these blogs and show some love.
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Thank you for your understanding and regards.
His life has become a disaster waiting to happen,
yet he just couldn’t stop himself,
he was not in a good place.
—
He hated the choices that he had made
getting hooked was far easier than getting off
the results have only been disastrous.
©
Jacqueline
They say that the sky is the limit
well, that’s a half-truth
‘cos they will place unseen glass ceilings
to keep you tightly sealed in.
They’ll watch with keen interest
to see how you can push through,
to see if you’ve got the gumption
to put cracks in that ceiling
I say that putting cracks is not enough;
and I know it won’t be easy,
but if you take the sealing off your mind
you can bring that ceiling crashing down.
When I saw the prompt for today’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday ‘sealing/ceiling,’ many things came to my mind.
I wanted to write my thoughts about glass ceilings and its effect on women, but it would have become an essay, ‘cos I have a lot to say on this subject. I’ll, however, leave off delving into it right now and save it for the day that I’m ready for a war of sexes.
Jacqueline
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