Writing prompt 25th June, Mothers

Let me start with this
Although we are different
My Mum and I are the same
Same focus, both cool
We’re not so good in business
Or being tidy
Sometimes we forget some things
It doesn’t matter
When it comes to having fun
We know what to do
The town is always painted
Red, blue or yellow
Would do anything for her

Her beauty astounds us all
Life’s always a breeze so she flits
Broke into one and a million bits
Of love and care, to us her kids
Of time and devotion, no problem
Always there, served with a smile
And so this is the time to say thanks
And the mission for which it was due

Oh Mother Dear, with your eyes twinkling like stars in cloudland
Your breath sweeter than sampaguita as we string them into a lei
Your love, patience and smile, always there as you give us a hand
Oh Mother Dear, with your eyes twinkling like stars in cloudland

We cannot show enough gratitude for bringing us up first hand
Your tenderness, completely and sweetly given to us like a bouquet
Oh Mother Dear, with your eyes twinkling like stars in cloudland
We love you to the moon and back and all planets in the milky-way

For: Writing prompt 25th June, Mothers

five minute friday :: mom

We’re so happy you’re still with us
Mother dearest to all of us
We cannot say thank you enough
For all the things you’ve done for us

We may be in different places
We’re so happy you’re still with us
We treasure you with all our hearts
The centre core of our beings

It’s not long now when we’re all there
Looking forward to be with you
We’re so happy you’re still with us
We’ll all have great fun that’s for sure

Sending you our love on this day
Kisses and hugs from all of us
Stay beautiful and cheerful, Mom
We’re so happy you’re still with us*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* A Quatern is a sixteen line French form composed of four quatrains. It is similar to the Kyrielle and the Retourne. It has a refrain that is in a different place in each quatrain. The first line of stanza one is the second line of stanza two, third line of stanza three, and fourth line of stanza four. A quatern has eight syllables per line. It does not have to be iambic or follow a set rhyme scheme.

line 1
line 2
line 3
line 4

line 5
line 6 (line 1)
line 7
line 8

line 9
line 10
line 11 (line 1)
line 12

line 13
line 14
line 15
line 16 (line 1)

 

For: five minute friday :: mom

To Mother by Marina Tsvetaeva

In the old Strauss waltz for the first time
We had listened to your quiet call,
Since then all the living things are alien
And the knocking of the clock consoles.

We, like you, are gladly greeting sunsets,
And are drunk on nearness of the end.
All, with which on better nights we’re wealthy
Is put in the hearts by your own hand.

Bowing to a child’s dreams with no tire.
(Only crescent looked in them indeed
Without you)! You have led your kids past
Bitter lifetime of the thoughts and deeds.

From the early age the sad one’s close to us,
Laughter bores and home we left behind..
Our ship not in good times left the harbor
And it sails by will of every wind!

Azure isle of childhood is paling,
On the deck of ship we stand alone.
It appears, oh mother, to your daughters
You’ve left an inheritance of woe.

For: Nurturing Thurs – Your People

Perfume – Daily Prompt

Aurora is my mother’s name
Daybreak she came
Such a beauty
Out in the sea

Creating an aura of hope
She always cope
Always has been
Serves with a grin

And in our lives she’s the centre
Perfumed with myrrh
The love she gives
Superlative!

For: Perfume

Other “perfume” posts:
https://sarahscrazymindsite.wordpress.com/2017/04/29/memories%e2%80%8b-trapped-in-a-bottle/
https://anotherglobaleater.wordpress.com/2015/10/03/the-indian-garden/
https://the15thday.wordpress.com/2017/04/29/shh-2/
https://arousedblog.wordpress.com/2017/04/29/aroma/
https://lanternwords.wordpress.com/2017/04/29/fragrant/

Aurora – Writespiration #111 – 52 Weeks in 52 Words Week 15

This week I want you to write an advert for your own mother…

Aurora is my mother’s name
Daybreak she came
Such a beauty
Out in the sea
Aurora for a lovely dawn
Beauty and brawn
Before sunrise
Her big brown eyes
The beginning of the twilight
Fairies and sprites
She’s magical
Life’s so blissful
She’s so strong
Always with song
Serves with a grin

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

For: Writespiration #111 52 Weeks in 52 Words Week 15

Our Subic experience

Hello everyone! Hope you’re all fine. It’s lovely here in Bavaria, the sun is shining! Him Indoors and I are cycling to Ostpark, which is our favourite beer garden, with a lake, lovely garden and of course, beer plus sausages or grilled fish. Anyway, it has been exactly a month since I arrived back from my holiday in the Philippines. Let me just tell you some parts of it. This time was our (my Mom and I) three days stay in White Rock Beach Resort in Subic, Zambales. On the first day, my cousins and their families joined us. The Subic resort’s crown jewel is its 8-hectare private beach, a stretch of beige sands nestled in a cove. With calm, tsunami and storm surge-free waters, the 300 meter wide beach is perfect for a broad range of recreational, aqua and teambuilding activities. We had a great time, to say the least.

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Batanes Trip – Day 4 – Free Day

Hello everyone! Still in Batanes, but no tour today. Our free day – yay! We woke up late, had a sumptuous breakfast and basically just took it easy. We walked along the street, had some coffee, went to their church, bought some souvenirs, went to have our nails done, found a nice restaurant to have late lunch/ early dinner and went back to the lodge. We watched television at night and talked to the receptionist and other friendly staff. All in all, we really had a great holiday in Batanes.

For: Skywatch Friday – Almost Done with March Edition , Spread the Love Friday – Sometimes Everyone Wins!, scenic wetlands… , ALL SEASONS – BEGIN FRIVOLOUS APRIL, #MySundayPhoto – Oh Sussex, The Growlery at 235 Broderick (Sundays In My City), Tell Me Something Good #51