Sunday Writing Prompt: Sunday, September 17, 2017 Tea and Civility

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I may be on the side of the angels
There are evils in me on the surface
Don’t make a fuss as things are more baffles
All our battles test the aptness on us

No difference between good or bad
Not an ironclad guarantee
No such things as darkness and light
Try as we might, quite grey

We may cover our face with mask
Not easy task to our dismay
We could stay together or flee
If that was me I’d play

For every action there is a reaction
It could be fun or another challenge
Whoop as we plunge into pool that glisten
And as we spun we end up in scavenge

Some rulebooks could disappear like bubbles
Our own battles we fight with such guiltless
No fuss no muss nothing left but chuckles
As one ambles into this life with greatness*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* The LaJemme is a 5 stanza form created by poets Laura Lamarca and Jem Farmer.

Meter: consistently iambic

Stanza 1, 10 syllables per line, Rhyme scheme abab, 4th syllable of each line is to rhyme with the end rhyme of the preceding line.

Stanza 2, syllable count: 8/8/8/6, Rhyme scheme cdef, with cross rhymes in each couplet on 4th syllable

Stanza 3, syllable count 8/8/8/6, Rhyme scheme gfdf, 4th syllable of each line follows the same rule as stanza 1.

Stanza 4, 10 syllables per line, Rhyme scheme hihi, 4th syllable of each line is to rhyme with the end rhyme of the preceding line.

Stanza 5, 10 syllables per line, Rhyme scheme abab, 4th syllable of each line is to rhyme with the end rhyme of the preceding line.

For: Sunday Writing Prompt #220 – September 17, 2017

Sunday Writing Prompt #219: September 10, 2017 Adjust to the Space of Self

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I’m spinning down the path
As I push my way
Funnel to the footpath
Dust sweeping away

As I push my way
With power to the beach
Surge of fun I sway
On the ground I screech

Funnel to the footpath
Shelter in the shade
Waking up in a bath
Enjoyed as we played

Dust sweeping away
With flowers on my head
Fun on my birthday
And on the day we wed*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* Created by C. G. V. Lewis, the Quadrilew is a form of quatrain poem with an abab rhyming scheme, repeating lines, and contains an alternating syllable structure.

In the first verse, the poet may either start with a five or six syllable line. If the choice is five then the ‘sounding’ syllable count is (and opposite if the count is six):

VERSE ONE,
Line 1, 5 syllables.
Line 2, 6 syllables.
Line 3, 5 syllables.
Line 4, 6 syllables.

VERSE TWO,
Line 1, (which is a REPEAT of line 2 of the FIRST verse) has 6 syllables.
Line 2 new line of 5 syllables
Line 3 new line of 6 syllables
Line 4 new line of 5 syllables.

VERSE THREE,
Line 1, (which is a REPEAT of line 3 of the first verse) has 5 syllables.
Line 2 new line of 6 syllables.
Line 3 new line of 5 syllables.
Line 4 new line of 6 syllables.

VERSE FOUR,
Line 1, (which is a REPEAT of line 4 of the first verse) has 6 syllables.
Line 2 new line of 5 syllables.
Line 3 new line of 6 syllables.
Line 4 new line of 5 syllables.

If the first line of verse one has 6 syllables then the pattern is
Verse 1, 6565,
Verse 2, 5656,
Verse 3, 6565,
Verse 4 5656: (the rhyme pattern still being abab.)

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For: Sunday Writing Prompt #219: September 10, 2017, Wordle 316 Sep 9 by brenda warren

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Sunday Writing Prompt #218: September 3, 2017 Who do you know? Night Sounds

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Soft whisper of wind
Light of the silvery moon
Children fast asleep

Crickets chirp, owls hoot
Angels sing halleluiah
Total darkness

No stars in the night
I thought you were my knight
No breeze to caress my cheeks
Just some awful critiques
No afternoon walks
Not doing any spacewalk
No flowers in the garden
I just want to run
Just some void space in my life
Quite a lot of strifes
No full moon to watch
Just your stopwatch
No nice bottle of wine
I miss our fine dine
Talking about things
Typical of earthlings
No kisses when I come home
Shalom, shalom!
No one stealing my fries
You make me cry
No more lovers’ tiff
I need my kerchief
We said things we shouldn’t have
For my guilt I need a salve
We knew it was bad
What else can I add?
But we have learned our lessons
We are each other’s beacon
Time for reconciliation
And enjoy the sun

For: Sunday Writing Prompt #218

Sunday Writing Prompt: July 30: Surfacing

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Sources: quote: unknown
Underwater image: ©Phoebe Rudomino – and yes, this is an actual underwater set – follow the link to begin to check out her bio and google search her to discover more – you might need oxygen!
Bee image: sourced here: Pollinator Friendly Gardens

When the heat is on or the water too deep
Would you sail on or would you surrender?
Would you bend your ways or stick with trip to keep?
Carry on or moor somewhere with the anchor?
Scan the situation and check how steep?
I won’t give up for any light of sliver
Surfacing up is the best way to survive
Challenges to take if I want to thrive

There’s always light to follow as it shines
The scent of flowers and beauty around us
There’s always a choice to fight or just whine
To accept the challenges or make a fuss
Stitch up the tear and repair, that is fine
As archaic as it sounds, it’s a plus
For all that is worth, life is wonderful
Appreciate it as much as we’re able*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* A Ottava Rima is a poem written in 8-line octives. Each line is of a 10 or 11 syllable count in the following rhyme:

one octive poem. abababcc
two octive poem. abababcc, dededeff
three octive poem. abababcc, dededeff, ghghghii

…so on and so on

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For: Sunday Writing Prompt: July 30: Surfacing, Wordle 310 Jul 29 by brenda warren

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Sunday Writing Prompt: July 16, 2017: Fine Dining – Kitchen Tricks

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THIS WEEK’S WORDS come from “Returning Home in Winter” by David Romtvedt: bath, bamboo, hanging, dirty, wife, stirring, paintings, leafless, skin, blackbird, monk, fire

Blackbird hanging by the kitchen
Hanging on the bamboo shelf by the fire
Onion soup is boiling and wife is stirring it
I’m having a bath and such fun

Fun under my skin in the bath
Better being clean than dirty, I say
Daughter sitting gently as she paints leafless tree
Son is doing his sums and math

Math, such cosy family scene
People don’t know what’s lurking behind doors
Perhaps skeleton hidden in the cupboard?
Gossips and what lies in between?

Between you and me, not a word
Everyone plays his own role in this life
Good or bad, funny or serious and life goes on
Such fine dining with the blackbird*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* The RemyLa Rhyme Form, a form created by Laura Lamarca, consists of 4 stanzas. Each stanza has four lines. The syllable count per stanza is 8/10/12/8 and rhyme scheme is abca defd ghig jklj. The first word of stanza 1 must also be the last word of stanza 4. The last word of stanza 1 must also be the first word of stanza 2 and the last word of stanza 2 must be the first word of stanza 3. Finally, the last word of stanza 3 must also be the first word of stanza 4.

This form is named after Laura’s daughter, Remy Lawren Lamarca. La is her signature.

For: Sunday Writing Prompt: July 16, 2017: Fine Dining – Kitchen Tricks, Whirligig 120

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Sunday Writing Prompt – July 2, 2017: Love Flowers

Love breaks my bone and I laugh
Charles Bukowski said that, I mull
What does it mean to me and you?
I know you always make me laugh
When I’m down, you try to put me up
Either by talking about it or other ways
Or you’d do weird stuff that I forget
And I notice all the flowers around
All the ones you’ve planted for me

The brew of the café in the carafe
Pancit you cooked which made me full
Hydrangea and irises, flowers that are blue
The air is full of your good-nature chaff
When it’s empty you put tea in my cup
And you’re always there to give me praise
I’m glad to have you, you’re such an asset
After all these years, you make me astound
With thee my life is full of love and glee

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

  • thanking Him Indoors for our 31 years and counting

For: Sunday Writing Prompt – July 2, 2017: Love Flowers, Thank God, It’s Monday! – Week of July 3rd 2017: 5 things I’m thankful for today