Stone

Happy Sunday, Erbody!

If you’ve been following me for a long time, you know sometimes I write something resembling poetry. If you want to read any of it then help yourself to my Prose category 🙂

I don’t really think of myself as much of a poet but I enjoy good imagery and it’s quite an outlet, creating imagery relating to my own experiences.

Stone

So tempted to lift it.

To take a peak

In hopes that what lies beneath is different to what was there before.

But like the creatures that crawl about beneath the stone, we too are creatures of habit.

Our patterns remain more or less the same. We scavenge for nourishment, warmth and safety – in each other.

We are the creatures and we also have the power to lift the stone, to satisfy our curiosity, to see.

But what lies there is very likely exactly the same as what lay there the very first time we lifted the stone.

And that is why

Some stones are better left unturned.

I hope you enjoyed that! And I hope you are rested up and ready for the new week! I’ll see you on Hump Day😘

Thanks for reading!

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Adulting

Good evening…

Sigh… I’m lying in bed contemplating the unnecessarily stressful weekend I just had. Long story short, I have been without electricity all weekend and It’s taught me a few lessons about this thing called life and adulting really. Check it out:

Lesson 1: Life stands still

We are too dependant on electricity. Suddenly, I didn’t know what to do with myself, my day became about getting my devices charged and every percentage drop was cause for panic! It was like I was missing out on something happening out there, mind you, every time I checked, I’d really missed nothing. Silly.

Lesson 2: You are your greatest resource

When life throws you lemons, it doesn’t give you a manual on what to do with them! If you wanna survive this adulting thing, you’ll need all the help you can get. Common sense is key, friends! You cannot wait for someone else to ensure your happiness and comfort, so the person you have to rely on most heavily is yourself!

Lesson 3: Candlelight is Romantic

So I collected all my candles; mostly gifts that are usually ornamental around the matchbox and I have myself quite a romantic setup! I believe this is what they call turning those lemons into lemonade😀

Lesson 4: Enjoy The silence

I have piles of unstarted and unfinished books. This is the perfect time to catch on some of them. Well, look at that! Some more lemonade!

And so I leave you with this thought going into the new week👇

Poetry

Morning Everyone!

I’m stressed about something I have no control over so I’m trying to handle it in a healthy way: by completely ignoring it and focusing on something else! It doesn’t sound healthy but it’s better than burning the building down or screaming and shouting, lol.

If I’ve been on your radar for a long time then you know about the Afrobloggers Wednesday Poetry. check out my first post about it here if you haven’t seen it already.

I was quite impressed with what I produced last night and thought I would share it with you.

I miss the raindrops on my window pane.

The slow drumming on my rooftop.

I miss watching it fall…

Nostalgia drenches me,

And suddenly,

I miss you….

#AbWPE
@AfroBloggers

If you wanna see what other poets contributed last night and the past while, check out my moment on my Twitter account (@nolo_yiso). here’s the link for you too👇

Phew! That stress tension in my neck has subsided thanks to you😊 Have a beautiful day!

Chisel

Good evening everyone! Well, it’s really morning and I can’t sleep so you will have to listen to my ramblings, sorry not sorry!

The paunch came out of nowhere; all of a sudden protruding around the midsection. HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?!

So now the game plan has to change. Now I take chisel to statue and work with an intention to mould and create the body I want. The one I had before.

Wish me luck!