Tag Archive | Sleep

Upturned and basking…Every day beautiful people # 61

“Never underestimate the benefits of tuning out, getting into yourself and possibly a quick shut eye and a power nap. Very refreshing.” Jacqueline

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She looks gorgeous and in her own World 🙂


Below is my first just published Poetry Book “Out of the silent breath” which is available on Amazon and Smashwords.

When you buy my book, you support me in an invaluable manner.

 

From the very first poem, “Dreams,” this book captivates with passionate and perceptive words. Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha captures a broad expanse of the human experience in this book of richly layered poems.

Out of the silent breath

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Laughter and Love…

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Laughter and love are the best things in life, no doubts about that!

I am thankful for such a time as this honestly. For family and fun times. For Spring break and a chance to generally loaf around a bit, creating memories that last a lifetime.

Good and beautiful memories interspersed with sibling squabble and lots of food.

If the truth be told, I feel outrightly lazy and decadent from these past few days of sleeping late and waking up late. Very unusual practice, that my body is about to go on a riot.

As I write this, I am reminded of a happy post shared by dearest VAN and I urge you to take a quick peek. 🙂

You can thank me later.

Are there itty-bitty things that your heart knows thanks for?

Do share if you will. Thank you.

You can join Colline’s  or Maria Jansson gratitude challenge platforms.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

 

Pillow Talks…Pillow Fights…

 

PILLOW TALK…

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My eyelashes fall in love with each other,
Irresistible romance, the lids draw together,
Until in gentle kiss they link…
…And fall asleep within a blink.

In a soft cocoon of pleasant dreams,
Where pillow hugs like a gentle stream,
And bed of sweet affection, I felt,
My body regains its needed health.

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A pat, A plump, A punch of pillow!
Where is my sleep; my eyes feel hollow!
The brain is drained, its down to zero;
Yet thoughts flit past just like a sparrow.

Alas! Sleep is won with quite a fight!
The bones so weary, they do so sigh;
The brain is fuzzy and the face a fright;
  A battle of might, O what a night!

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

Writing 101, Day 3 – SLEEP