Happy New Year everyone!

Photo by Aldric Rivat

As we all approach the New Year
We wonder what it brings
Release the stars and lights so clear
Spare us the gutter stings
Good tidings it brings for us all
Roll the dice and see what’s our call
Good tidings
Good tidings
Down the lane we don’t feel small

Splitting atoms and new finds
A gold pin of honour
Fall in line for all thing spellbinds
Do things that make us whir
Carpe diem or seize the day
Sometimes we need a breakaway
Carpe diem
Carpe diem
Do things that make our days not grey

Happy New Year everyone!

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

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For: 100 Word Wednesday: Week 51, Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, December 27th 2017 New Year’s Eve, Wordle 331 Dec 23 by brenda warren


Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, October 25th, 2017 raindrops

raindrops (image found on Pinterest)

The rain is needed
But the timing of the storm
Couldn’t have been worse
I was not going to allow the cold
Wind-driven rain to change my plan
The sound of the rain around me enfold
Even the thunder cannot make me run
In each level, I have to play fair
A key player of life, with a glint of hope
I’ve always been fair and square
No matter what, I’ve always able to cope
Taking everything with a grain of salt
But then he came and everything changed
The whole world seems to halt
Doesn’t want him to be estranged
Attaching to him like glue, losing my mind
But he wants to go where no one has been
I held his hands, our fingers entwined
He was nowhere to be seen, to my chagrin

Let the rain tease me
Embracing me with passion
The scent and splendour
Of the earth longing for rain
Quenches its thirst and desire

For: Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, October 25th, 2017 raindrops

Tale Weaver – #140 – 5th October – Circle of Life


He took his great granddad’s watch from the drawer and looked at it one last time. He wore it on his wedding, a pocket silver watch from 1919, with a silver chain and a silver medal at the end. The medal was won by his great granddad from rugby and it still has the encryption of his name and the year. Ah, great legacy! When the son got married last year, he passed this silver watch to the son. There was a feeling of pride and loyalty when he saw his son wore it on his wedding.

An old silver watch
Passed on by his great granddad
The son now has it

For: Tale Weaver – #140 – 5th October – Wheels

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, September 27th 2017 – mushrooms

The forest is such an ancient place. It was raining last night so this morning’s walk is a bit foggy and wet. The branches and barks of trees are full of moss, all kelp-like. The pines are several houses tall. The air is rich with the fragrance of leaves and loam, damp, too. I take in all the air my lungs will hold and expel it slowly. And as I walk further, mushrooms appear everywhere.

The autumn walk
Mushrooms appear everywhere
Symphony of life

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

For: Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, September 27th 2017 – mushrooms

Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge # 39 – MIRROR & HARBOUR


Mirror, mirror on the wall
I think this is my call
I see a very busy blog
Like having my own catalogue
Ladyleemanila is the name
One day I’d like to be a dame
I hope I’m doing justice to it
Up to five blogs I can commit
I write fiction and non- fiction
Everything under the sun
Different challenges and prompts
As long as they’re perfect for a stomp
I take lots of photos when I’m out
Up the mountain, along the harbour
I like being such a blogger
Macros, oddballs, skies on my route
I like reading the other blogs
It’s like having a dialogue
Liking and commenting on them
Some of them I found like a gem
I found some friends and followers
Writers, comedians, mothers, actors
They’re like a support group for me
Better than having a shopping spree

Mirror in my hand
What reflection do I see?
View in the harbour

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

For: Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge # 39 – MIRROR & HARBOR

Haibun Monday #38, Kintsugi: The Art of Broken Pieces


“I’ve always loved you, from the day we said hello, to now and to the future,” those were his words and I believed them. Days, months and years have passed. We carried on despite the difficulties and our circumstances. Until the wind changed. He broke his promises, he broke my trust and confidence and shattered my heart into pieces. The pain was unbearable and everything was black. But time is a great healer. I’ve learned my lessons and accepted the situation. I’m mending well, slowly. I realise that I’m the only one who could help myself and I have to move on. The world is beautiful and the future is bright.

After the darkness
Dawn always comes and brings hope
A new beginning

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

For: Haibun Monday #38, Kintsugi: The Art of Broken Pieces by Grace, Photo Challenge #167


Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, May 24th 2017 clouds


Alec, my nephew, has always been an Ariana Grande fan. He has all her albums. He is saving all his pocket money and the money he earned when he worked last year for her concert. When I heard about the Manchester explosion, Alec was the first thing on my mind. My brother’s email came saying he wasn’t there. Alec went to Birmingham concert last Thursday and treated himself to a VIP ticket. I was relieved. But my heart goes out to all the young people who lost their lives, as well as the injured ones. Praying for Manchester. Love always prevails.

After the dark clouds
Hope, love and togetherness
Pray for Manchester

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

For: Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, May 24th 2017 clouds