One love for all

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Why do some people harm others?
We need answers
Love above all
So we don’t fall

From ancient times people differ
Devil stir
Corrupting some
Part of scum

Blessed are the poor and the meek
We help the weak
One love for all
We stand tall*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* The Minute Poem is rhyming verse form consisting of 12 lines of 60 syllables written in strict iambic meter. The poem is formatted into 3 stanzas of 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4 syllables. The rhyme scheme is as follows: aabb, ccdd, eeff

DOOR Template Instructions

(5) Words: | ABOVE | ANCIENT | PART | DEVIL | POOR |

For: Weekly Writing Prompt #92

Daily Picture Prompt 160 and Wordle #158

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Please look at this awestruck background
Desire to be there, I’m astound
Grey clouds in parallel to sea
The gentle slope of the mountain
Snow spill down, that’s for certain
Golem’s truth we tend to agree

We can ski when snow is enough
With my mal de coucou that’s tough
Strong desire to be on my own
Got no nerve to tell the others
Smoke gets in my eyes, such dumpers
They’re all so loud, didn’t want to moan

I’ll atone just to see this place
In this case, the sun has just shone*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* A Jeffreys Sonnet was created by Scott J. Alcorn. It is isosyllabic (only 8 syllable per line), 2 sestets with a cross rhymed couplet (the cross rhyme is in the 2nd to 4th syllable in each of the two lines of the couplet). Also there is a cross rhyme in the first line of the 2nd sestet (between the 2nd to 4th syllable), tying the 1st sestet to the 2nd. So the rhyme scheme would be: aabccb, (b)ddeffe, (e)g (g)e. The letters in ( ) are the cross rhymes.

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For: Daily Picture Prompt 160, Wordle #158

Daily Word Prompt 114 “Forest”

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Adventurous as she was, she walked further and further from her friends
They have agreed to hike the Black Forest and other places at the weekends
Looking at all the exotic plants and trees, she didn’t noticed she’s getting lost
And that she’s moving around going back and forth and the paths crisscrossed
By the time it was getting dark, she didn’t know what to do, how to get help
She bumped into something mossy and spooky, that’s when she uttered a yelp
Only silence in that eerie place, she’s imagining a lot of different scenario
Will she be killed by bears, will she die like a saint, this is what she foreknow
She waits; such tight corner she has entered and she doesn’t seem to get out

For: Daily Word Prompt 114 “Forest”