R is for Rispetto


A Rispetto, an Italian form of poetry, is a complete poem of two rhyme quatrains with strict meter. The meter is usually iambic tetrameter with a rhyme scheme of abab ccdd. A Heroic Rispetto is written in Iambic pentameter, usually featuring the same rhyme scheme.


White foams of the sea are rising
And the dreamers flicker in doze
Don’t forget the stars in bidding
Weariness of the day in prose

As the leaves fall down from branches
The joy I’ve waited in ages
The crimson flame of the sunset
The music heard from the quartet

(c) ladyleemanila 2018

For: R is for Ripples #AtoZChallenge Today is April 20th, and that means we are now two-thirds of the way through Na/GloPoWriMo, 2018.


Help Kristine Fight Cancer

Kristine Marielle Felizardo
9 April at 20:58 ·

Last week, I received news no cancer survivor would ever want to hear. My cancer has relapsed. I have Lymphoma again. I knew having a relapse would haunt me for the rest of my life, but I didn’t imagine it would be this fast. Just a year and 3 months of being in complete remission, I was starting to rebuild my life, my career, my hair – just trying to be normal again. Even my doctor told me I was recovering so quickly that I didn’t look like I had cancer.

A month ago, I started having chest pains which prompted my doctor to order a PET scan for me. As usual, I was having scanxiety but I was thinking it’s not something serious. I may never understand why this had to happen to me again but I still feel lucky because none of my loved ones have it. I beat cancer once, I’m pretty sure I can beat it again, right?

As for my treatment, a stem cell transplant is the best solution for a cancer relapse patient and I will be starting tomorrow. To be honest, I am scared. Aside from the cost, I’m scared of other risks that might happen to me. I’m scared I might not recover from this or the transplant might not work. I’m scared of putting my life on hold again. But I will fight. Again. I will never stop fighting because my friends and family are fighting with me. From my experience, prayers can really move mountains that’s why I am asking everyone to say a prayer with me. Let’s kick cancer out of my system again!!

To daddy, mommy, kuya boom&ate kat, and timmy – Thank you for the love and patience. We will get through this again! To everyone sending me their well-wishes, I truly appreciate them as they give me more strength to fight again.

Sabi nga ni mareng Britney Spears, I am “Stronger than yesterday!” and once I’m done with this, I’ll be saying “Oops… I did it again!”


Dear friends,

Over a year ago in 2016, Kristine fought a hard battle against stage 4 lymphoma cancer and — incredibly — with the grace of God and the support of her family and friends, including you, she was able to win.

But now, her cancer is back and has spread to other parts of her body. The risks are higher as well. A stem cell transplant is her greatest chance of beating her lymphoma but would cost millions. Treatment is urgently needed to prevent metastasis. We need to have Kristine admitted to the hospital by Tuesday, April 10.

We have but an extremely limited time to raise 2.5 million if we want Kristine to be able to have a chance at all. We hope to be able to count on your support once more.

We gratefully accept donations through this website (via PayPal) or through bank deposits at

BPI Savings Account

Account Name: Kristine Marielle Felizardo

Account No. 4229 0548 35

Every centavo will count. And prayers would go a long way.

Thank you, family and friends

#SoCS March 10/18 – “so far”


So far
Out of my reach
You’re so far away
And even when I’ve
Caught you
Not possible
I can’t have you
Out of my reach

So far
Wish I could screech
Frustration of the day
I need my salve
When I couldn’t have you
When nothing could able
And I’m ever so blue
Wish I could screech

So far
On another beach
Perhaps we’d have our day
When we could be halve
When we could go through
Time would let us able
That I could reach you
On another beach

For: The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS March 10/18


Speak Out – Discover Challenge

Speak Out – Discover Challenge

an old post…


I’m reblogging two of my earlier posts about the Philippines, one about human trafficking and the second one is about migrant workers.

bulacan-child-trafficking-20130623“Filipinos Are Not For Sale”

How can she not want to help her family, after all? The amount being offered overwhelms her and she answers with a ringing yes. The friend of a friend assures this girl from a poor family a high paying job abroad as a waitress. She is going to the Middle East, but must first stop-off in Malaysia secretly. Before long, she ends up in a confined, murky space, one wrist handcuffed to a bed. The guard gave her a big box of condoms and is casually informed that this will be her daily quota from now on – that is, if she wants to eat at all. By then, it’s too late, as we see the plight of yet another trafficking victim.


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Armistice Day


How do we remember the men we’ve lost?
How can we tell them they’re still being missed?
That every day, especially on this crisp autumn day
Their memories still linger and they’re not forgotten
That what they’ve done are truly appreciated
Would wearing poppies and lighting candles do?

Lest we forget, lest we forget

Men of valour and courage going to war
Every generation, there are some reasons
Of why men waged wars against each other
We send them there, some still boys and girls
Not knowing whether they’d still come back
The experience they’ve got, we don’t really know
And when they come back, are they still whole?
Our heroes, our loved ones, their sacrifices

Lest we forget, lest we forget

And so we remember them
We appreciate what they’ve done
To our countries and to our freedom
Wars are ugly, wars are unfair and wars are ruthless
But then they are necessary sometimes
Let’s just hope that peace and understanding come

Lest we forget, lest we forget

Sonnet of a play – Bonus Wordle – Shakespearian Style


apple boughs laden with gorgeous blossom
the land pleasant with cowslips and bluebells
as the clock strikes six, viol plays with drum
everything’s tinctured with humour she tells

pantomime villain enters with swagger
his clothes are sodden with strong musk oil
owls are hooting outside stained glass so blur
children playing outdoor messing with soil

time for the play to start, everyone’s in
theatre so packed, standing room only
in the middle of the play, actors grin
they argued, he says sorry with a plea

we’re taken to a land of make-believe
for two hours, plots and stories interweave*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* A Sonnet is a poem consisting of 14 lines (iambic pentameter) with a particular rhyming scheme:
A Shakespearean (English) sonnet has three quatrains and a couplet, and rhymes abab cdcd efef gg.
Usually, English Sonnet has 10 syllables per line.


For: Bonus Wordle – Shakespearian Style