Weekly Smile 84 #weeklysmile

On this day and age, I’d say thanks
To big and small things I received
Giving me light when it is dark

Being able to climb the mountain
See what’s wise and what isn’t wise
On this day and age, I’d say thanks

To have my family and health
To be able to travel, too
To big and small things I received

The sun shines, birds sing, flowers bloom
Thanking God for all His blessing
Giving me light when it is dark*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* Cascade, a form created by Udit Bhatia, is all about receptiveness, but in a smooth cascading way like a waterfall. The poem does not have any rhyme scheme; therefore, the layout is simple. Say the first verse has three lines. Line one of verse one becomes the last line of verse two. To follow in suit, the second line of verse one becomes the last line of verse three. The third line of verse one now becomes the last line of verse four, the last stanza of the poem. See the structure example below:

a/b/c, d/e/A, f/g/B, h/i/C

(5) Words: | AGE | SEE | DARK | WISE | CLIMB |

So, what made you smile this week?

For: Weekly Smile 84 #weeklysmile, Weekly Writing Prompt #101

Also for: Nurt Thurs – Return to Childhood, #ThreeThingsThursday – What made me smile this week…, TToT – 8/11/17

Saturday’s Mix – 28 July 2017 – Happy

Easy comes, easy goes
The flood and the wind blows
Such a huge deluge
Like river rouge
Fear not I thought, the sun glows

She has to push her way out
Her question to be answered about
When it was answered
An awe stirred
She’s so happy she could shout

That boy used all the tricks in the world
To have an ice-cream as he whirled
Since it’s his birthday
Mum has to say yea
Made the boy jolly in his dream-world

It’s the season to be jolly
All the creatures with glee
New beginning
Love we bring
Be happy for we are free

For: Saturday’s Mix–28 July 2017, Weekly Writing Prompt #99

(5) Words: | EASY | FLOOD | THOUGHT | FEAR | HUGE |

 

Twittering Tale #40 and Weekly Writing Prompt #97

photo from pixabay.com

I couldn’t resist playing that old thing below. The needle landed the wrong way. A scratching sound was heard and my mind soar to the past.

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

(5) Words: | SOAR | WRONG | LAND | RESIST | BELOW |

For: Twittering Tale #40 – 11 July 2017, Weekly Writing Prompt #97

One love for all

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

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

For: Weekly Writing Prompt #92

The Stenham house

The Stenham house was an ancient locked thing and nothing returned there except for crows
The crows kept flying around the house making some harsh caw as the cold air blows
In this house of seclusion an eerie feeling as the willowy tree bows its leaves
There was some sense of foreboding or danger even for thieves
The fog of despair felt if one seeks the beaten track to the house
Still a scaffold was put in front of this ancient locked house
There used to be a tree full of nectarines, the crows ate them
The overgrown grasses serve as ban for the condemn
I used to live there, aware that I’m now just the spirit of an old woman
I was up all night waiting for him, he came, we argued and I was bludgeon
A terrible thing happened there and my blood was everywhere
He ran, left the country and couldn’t be found anywhere
I roam and roam until justice could be done, but to no avail
Just the crows and they’re the only ones who could hear my wail

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

(5) Words: | BLOWING | DANGER | UP | BAN | STILL |

For: First Line Friday 26.05.17, Wordle #157, Weekly Writing Prompt #91

I wish I could rave

– Matt Dixon

I wish I could rave like someone
Be brave and tell them what I feel
My inner thoughts and ideas

I’d walk the walk and talk the talk
I won’t rush anything just yet
I wish I could rave like someone

“Eureka!” that’s what I would shout
When I’ve discovered something new
Be brave and tell them what I feel

I won’t just sit in a corner
I want to interact with lots
My inner thoughts and ideas*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* Cascade, a form created by Udit Bhatia, is all about receptiveness, but in a smooth cascading way like a waterfall. The poem does not have any rhyme scheme; therefore, the layout is simple. Say the first verse has three lines. Line one of verse one becomes the last line of verse two. To follow in suit, the second line of verse one becomes the last line of verse three. The third line of verse one now becomes the last line of verse four, the last stanza of the poem. See the structure example below:

a/b/c, d/e/A, f/g/B, h/i/C

(5) Words: | BRAVE | RUSH | RAVE | WALK | INNER |

For: Photo Challenge #163, Weekly Writing Prompt #87

V is for Villonnet

The Villonnet was created by D. Allen Jenkins.

A Villonnet is a hybrid of the Villanelle and the Sonnet. It has the Iambic Pentameter of both, but holds the four-stanza/line structure of the sonnet, while utilizing the two-line rhyme nature of the villanelle. The final stanza replaces the sonnet couplet with a typical villanelle tercet.

(5) Words: | SCORE | SLEEP | FREE | CALM | ESCAPE |

I can’t sleep, free me from your memories
I’d like to remain calm from disturbance
Escape to a place where there’s no more you
It doesn’t matter where, hills or alleys

I don’t know what the score is, but not threes
Three’s always a crowd, so I have to leave
I could be free to roam the whole wide world
I can’t sleep, free me from your memories

Enough about your lies and trickeries
The situation is not getting better
You’re full of promises but no action
It doesn’t matter where, hills or alleys

I can’t sleep, free me from your memories
Stop haunting me wherever I go
It doesn’t matter where, hills or alleys

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

For: Weekly Writing Prompt #85, #AtoZChallenge – 4-26-2017 – Letter V