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My tomorrow…

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my tomorrow came
when today arrived…
for yesterday I waited
on a day that I hadn’t seen…
hoping that if and when
it does come around…
there will be the light of change.

my tomorrow is here
yet my thoughts ain’t truly there…
for how can it be
when in fragmented pieces…
I watch…

the broken circles

of many yesterdays

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My Tomorrow…

Quote about Today, Tomorrow and Yesteday

my tomorrow came

when today arrived…

for yesterday,

I waited…

on a day that I hadn’t seen

hoping that when

it does come around…

there will be the light of change.

my tomorrow is here

yet my thoughts ain’t truly there..

for how can it be..

when in fragmented pieces

I watch…

the broken circles

of many yesterdays.

my tomorrow will come…

just as today did..

as I learn…

to glue my pieces of yesterdays…

into weaves of learning,

and understanding…

the wisdom of yesteryears.

© Jacqueline 2021

The Daily Post

Foggy Mind’s Eye…


road, fog, mist, tomorrow, future, going forward

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.

 

My Thinking Corner

Tuesdays Trickles – My Thinking Corner

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How many times do we catch ourselves making plans for months to come when we’ve not finished living in the day that we are given?

Don’t get me wrong, I am not saying that we shouldn’t plan for the future, but my question is, how much of the present are you living or are you simply existing and planning for a future that would most likely not occur as you planned?

It’s how we live our today that determines our tomorrow.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha


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Everyday People

Daddy carriage…Every day beautiful people # 69

The photo of the man carrying his baby in his own style simply made me smile. It’s much easier to build a character and to mould strong babies when they are still young than to change a broken man.

Let’s use our God-given opportunities as parents to raise these children right. They are our future and the bridge to better tomorrow for humanity.

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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.

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I absolutely love this book of poems. My favorites are “Love Rations” (for those who love to give the silent treatment) and “Beggars Supper” (which definitely pulls at the heart strings). Two thumbs up!!

Out of the silent breath

Gratitude

My full plate…

Crowded, Nest, Egg, Full, Overflowing, Overcrowded

For several weeks, I’ve felt listless and dissatisfied and recent incidents in the World emphasizes the sense of futility that I feel about life. My morale justs dips and I practically have to hang on with tenacious tentacles to all the positive mantras and pick-me-ups that I can think of.

My plate is heaped full of things to do and sometimes, taking a mere glimpse at them makes me want to go and lie down and sleep and hopefully, they will get themselves sorted out without much of my help and mental exertion.

I woke up this morning with a message tucked into my head that kept telling me to be appreciative of the privilege to be alive and the opportunity of having interesting things to tackle.

The message kept reverberating in my head that the gift of each day which is given, should never be taken for granted irrespective of our struggles because the death knell is a final and last call on this side of the divide.

As long as there’s life, hope lies within and today I’m grateful for my full plate of busy-ness and the opportunity to feel the Sun’s shine on my face.

I hope that are you grateful or thankful for something today. We have a lot of privileges surrounding us.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha


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.

Stars, Five Stars, Logo, Icon, Symbol, Five, Rating

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