I don’t even know what to say

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Enisa. Thank you Enisa!

Torn between parched and moist
Role we play
Crystals fuse and trap in the vase
Some part of me rejoiced
When you say
That you don’t want to be someplace

Trap in this mundane world
Torn apart
When trust was broken and you left
Unforgiving words hurled
No Mozart
Just storm that left me bereft

Emotions flared as the vase broke
We part ways
Nothing could be done but goodbye
And with our love revoke
No delays
Memories of the past we sigh*

(c) ladyleemanila 2018

* Tri-fall

“DRY & WET,” #SynonymsOnly

(5) Words: | FUSE | PART | ROLE | TORN | TRAP |

For: FFfAW Challenge – 170th,  COLLEEN’S WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 89, “DRY & WET,” #SYNONYMSONLY,  Weekly Writing Prompt #146

Weekly Writing Challenge #143 – Broken

(5) Words: | BRINK | WALK | GAZE | SKY | ROAD |

On the brink of the cliff hanging
Over a wide river she stood
Gazing at the sky, heart aching

Long walk of memories sting
Road of being misunderstood
On the brink of the cliff hanging

Broken promises, heart bleeding
Expectation not what it should
Gazing at the sky, heart aching

In the summer and in the spring
Tried to make amends as they could
On the brink of the cliff hanging

It didn’t work and so baffling
Together of unlikelihood
Gazing at the sky, heart aching

They have to move on, that’s the thing
It’s for the best for what it should
On the brink of the cliff hanging
Gazing at the sky, heart aching*

(c) ladyleemanila 2018

* Villanelle

For: Weekly Writing Challenge #143, Broken

10-line Poem Challenge #27: Ovillejo

In summary, the Ovillejo is:

A decastich (10-line poem) written in two stanzas, a sestet and a quatrain.
Syllabic Structure: 8-4-8-4-8-4 8-8-8-12
Rhythm = trochaic throughout (I personally don’t always hold to this rule.)
Meter = tetrameter (lines 1,3,5,7,8,9); dimeter (lines 2,4,6); line 10 = lines 2,4,6 combined
Rhyme scheme = aabbcc cddc

Are you the angel of the night?
There for my plight
On top of the cliff I saw you
Sky so blue
You put bandage on my scar
Fair and square

You are always there never fake
Guiding me with all challenges
Helping me make the right choices
Knowing what’s at stake every day from daybreak

(c) ladyleemanila 2018

For: 10-line Poem Challenge #27: Ovillejo, Weekly Writing Challenge #138,  Day Twenty-Seven of Na/GloPoWriMo.

(5) Words: | ANGEL | CLIFF | FAKE | SCAR | NIGHT |

H is for Harrisham Rhyme

Harrisham Rhyme, created by the female poet, Harrisham Minhas, belonging to the State of Punjab in India, of a six-line rhyming stanza. In this form, the last alphabet of the first word of each line is the first alphabet of the first word of next line.

There is no restriction on the starting alphabet of the first line.

Rhyming scheme : ababab.

Home is being with you
Every breath you take away
You make my world not blue
Under the rainbow and archway
Radiant with love as we go through
Time and time until we’re grey

Fly me to the moon
You and I, we’re the keys
Umbrella to keep us dry in June
Anything to keep us away from fleas
Gone with the wind and balloon
Every way to cross the seven seas

(c) ladyleemanila 2018

For: Weekly Writing Prompt #134, H is for our very own Jeremy Hawkins! #AtoZChallenge , Happy second Monday of Na/GloPoWriMo

 

(5) Words: | FLY | KEY | LINE | DRY | ROD |

Music Challenge #24: “Million Reasons” by Lady Gaga #musicchallenge #amwriting #MLMM

on guard
with love
try not to lose your heart
even if he’s your dream
such pain
he’ll cause
aim high

fresh air
fresh start
as much as you love him
lots of reasons to say otherwise
no more
enough said
he’s not

move on
learn lesson
you tried but he’s not bothered
always hurting you again and again
time helps
no regrets
be strong*

(c) ladyleemanila 2018

* Trinet

(5) Words: | AIM | LOSE | GUARD | AIR | DREAM

For: Music Challenge #24: “Million Reasons” by Lady Gaga #musicchallenge #amwriting #MLMM, Weekly Writing Prompt #131

Photo Challenge #201 – The story has to finish somehow

-Kyle Thompson

The story has to finish somehow
Time to break, time to move on
No regrets, take a bow

Swam in the creek with the carabao
Taming of the dawn
The story has to finish somehow

The loss of the here and now
The curtain has been drawn
No regrets, take a bow

Been through a lot, to Macau
I thought you were my khan
The story has to finish somehow

Rode in your tamarao
Let bygone be bygone
No regrets, take a bow

Make way for the snowplow
Conclusion was foregone
The story has to finish somehow
No regrets, take a bow*

(c) ladyleemanila 2018

* Villanelle

(5) Words: | FINISH | LOSS | BREAK | MOVE | TAME |

For: Photo Challenge #201, Weekly Writing Challenge #128

On this cold morning the ghost came

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

On this cold morning the ghost came
Buried his gold on soil
I pinched myself on who’s to blame
At any rate, such spoil
Icicles were formed overnight
And so cold it gave me a fright
Icicles were formed
Icicles were formed
When snow is melted by sunlight

On this cold morning the ghost came
Leaving some weird feeling
Inside we were playing some game
And the baby’s babbling
What could we do when it’s so cold?
And we have time to look for gold
What could we do?
What could we do?
Don’t be silly, my Mum scold

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

For: 8 December 2017 Friday Fictioneers, Weekly Writing Prompt #118

(5) Words: | GHOST | PINCH | RATE | GOLD | BURY |