#WQWWC – Unity

It seems that the Universe always connives (positively) to celebrate with me personally. What better time to talk about Unity than now?

Two days ago we had the movie premiere for 93 Days at The Rock Cathedral. A gripping story of sacrifice, fight and victory against the spread of Ebola in Nigeria and it was tagged #Collaboration.

This week’s #WQWWC is on Unity and so I will try to capture the collaborative efforts in my poem. Let me know what you think about it.

©2016. Frances Kelvin Otung. All rights reserved

 

#WQWWC – Innocence

How do you begin to write about innocence in the midst of guilt? It’s WQWWC with Colleen

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#WQWWC – Passion

PASSION…

The sounds roll off my lips and melts in my mouth like heated butter on a hot toast. The pictures my mind conjures, tells every deaf that this one knows how to make me tick. As easily as I inhale and exhale without thought. As seamlessly as a blend of heated oil and oil and a splash of water in the mix for sizzle and sparks. As stormy, as an angry weather on a night when the lace won’t prevent the chill. Fast, like ice rolling down the hill, clinging to more ice, becoming an avalanche! Soothing, like water to a parched throat, whilst the sun tries out her new burners with glee! Free, like breeze chasing after another unseen, regardless of bent-back trees and broken branches. Strong as a rock, convinced, settled with a smug on its face because he knows me too well. Attracted to the impossible, like unlike poles refusing similar, normal traits. Red, burning like fire…dangerous, yet useful in every way if guided.

This and more is what the passion I feel for my King and writing does. How about you?

©2016. Frances Kelvin Otung. All rights reserved

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http://www.yamadatechnologies.com/blog/2015/1/10/passion
http://plavni.com/passion-perfection/passion-perfection-2-passion-word-art/
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#WQWWC – Hope

And hope maketh not ashamed; because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given unto us. – Romans 5:5

For there is hope of a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch thereof will not cease. – Job 14:7

Hope deferred maketh the heart sick: but when the desire cometh, it is a tree of life. – Proverbs 13:12

For to him that is joined to all the living there is hope: for a living dog is better than a dead lion. – Eccl 9:4

HOPE is a rope…

Maybe a bridge that helps you cope

Hope is the thread you hold onto

Whilst expecting answers on which way to go

Hope, like a heartbeat, says “don’t give in!

It might not happen today, but you will win!”

It is a decision to stand in the midst of a trial

And say “come what may, I will not retire.”

One thing you are told not to loose

Even when it gets down to having to choose.

Hope feels like an assurance

That a promise given has insurance.

Let’s hold on to what we have been told

When you have hope, you are worth more than gold.

©2016. Frances Kelvin Otung. All rights reserved.

Picture Source: http://www.dailygood.org/story/798/towards-a-psychology-of-hope-louise-danielle-palmer/

#WQWWC – Memories

Memories…are moments just gone by

Becoming seconds and minutes as times flies!

Each, bearing fluttering hearts, sometimes tears…

All a sure sign to say I care, cared or someone still cares

Our wishes might be some memories banquished

Or relive the times when true love flourished

Whatever it be, all that matters is

Space became home and lace with girls

Grass formed paths that boys’ feet blazed

Curtains fell, and stained glass glazed

Sweet, bitter, desire, despise…

Don’t seek some memories twice!

©2016. Frances Kelvin Otung. All rights reserved

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#WQWWC – Beauty

Last week, Colleen put up a challenge tagged Beauty and like you know, she brings out the fresh lyrics in me.

Whether in the eye of the Beholder

Or vested in the thing itself, I see Beauty

Sometimes revealed and loud, undeniable

Hidden, calm and not proud, not definable

It’s in the morning unfolding between dusk and dawn

Radiating from the eyes, dancing to the lips in smiles

A giggle and it spreads its arms in affection, that’s Beauty!

It’s the stolen kiss between spouses in a crowd

Lost in a world with no walls, stares or frowns

Beauty in the dark, as in the Light

Glowing, refusing to be bound by limitations

Allowing the crack add spice to smoothness

I could go on and on, but no need to…

When you have seeing eyes and believing hearts…

There will always be Beauty!

Golden cracks: the Japanese art of kintsugi values breakage and imperfections.Gerda

“There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.”  Leonard Cohen, Selected Poems, 1956-1968

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http://www.varsity.co.uk/culture/10272

#WQWWC – Faith

Faith is a Fight and it’s got nothing to do with Right

It is stepping out of the Shadow with all Candour

Daring to Believe rather than be Deceived

Leaving behind the Lacklustre and glowing in Substance

It is a Call to walk divinely and not Fall…

Amidst the Confusion from internal external Intrusion

Faith without Works is just common Talks!

Show me your Faith, I will not Hesitate

To identify what you Hate, but why the Haste.

Show me your Faith, and I will tell if it’s a Bait

Or Love wrapped up in Human form from Above

Faith, I repeat is no joke, not in the Least

Mine isn’t!

https://silverthreading.com/2016/06/29/wqwwc-writers-quote-wednesday-writers-challenge-faith/

Picture Source: http://www.benziestandrews.com/faith-matters/faith-candles

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#WQWWC – Rebirth

I must have existed before,
As a call to Rebirth is a new tour
A choice to become someone more
Doesn’t mean I want to be on four
Unwrap me, set me apart, enquire
Revive me, put on display of fire
Let me blaze as I set trail
Lighted up, not glazed or frail
Let breath for another called Divine
Extend and fill these lungs of mine
Let my heart beat to the rhythm
As I cherish that which You have given
May this new existence be rewritten
Here’s to Love, Life and all that’s bidden

 …now I’m Born again!

Picture Source: http://rmmagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/ff_rebirth.jpg

https://silverthreading.com/2016/06/15/wqwwc-writers-quote-wednesday-writing-challenge-rebirth/

©2016. Frances Kelvin Otung. All rights reserved

#WQWWC – Adventure

Every time I write, I give you a piece of me. I think everyone would appreciate a gift. I may not always be there for you, but sharing me with you through my words is creating me beside you, so you are never alone! https://silverthreading.com/2016/06/08/writers-quote-wednesday-writing-challenge-adventure/

All of Space is easy to glide through with you

Bending under leaves and branches,

Coming out the other end a different hue

Avoiding heaps and trenches

With a thought I chose to delight your sight,

Tease your senses beyond the guesses

Or offer you mid-night frights and no lights

Please get this, I mean you no stresses!

Come run with me my dear

Through highs and lows, steep and plain

We will succeed, don’t fear

Hold tight, flow, as we drip rain!

©2016. Frances Kelvin Otung. All rights reserved

#WQWWC – Inspiration

Colleen wants to know what inspires me. Too bad that cannot be covered in a page or two as some are intangible and can’t be described, painted or explained. I’ve tried to capture some of my inspirational moments, smiling as I remember each. This is for you Colleen, one of my inspiration source. https://silverthreading.com/2016/06/01/wqwwc-writers-quote-wednesday-writing-challenge-inspiration/

With the fluttering of wings
The words in my heart sings
Dancing to tunes, not phone rings
That take shapes on paper and blinks
Beyond heavy chains and metal blings
With the smile of a child
My creative thoughts run wild
Baring fantasies that won’t hide
As through the winds you glide
From the Word in the Word
To the strength of two-edged swords
Juices drip and flood the chords
Rhymes grip the unwritten buds
Life, death, loss, gain
Strife, birth, cost, rain
Wife, breath, frost, grain
Knife, health, bust, plain
I easily exhale and relate
That which causes me no debate
Inspirations do not deserve to wait
Let’s rock, roll and continue to create.

©2016. Frances Kelvin Otung. All rights reserved

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