The Girl Who Became a Bear

There was a single lady who was drunk
In a blink of an eye she turned to bear
Fear lashed her to frenzy, she’s got no spunk

With sheer force, she snatched a tattered armchair
She spun around and dust was all over
Like she was rooting for something out there

She wanted that things remained as they were
She was happy drinking with all her friends
But then everything turned to be a blur

As a bear, what could she do to make mends?
Could she curve her drinking and be good girl?
Perhaps she amends and start all these trends?

She promised to be good with a sly twirl
Doesn’t want to be a bear forever
Be a lady and time to meet her earl

She has time to think about her future
Could be wonderful and living with flair
As long as the situation can alter

And so the lady waited for some time
As she was and be part of paradigm
There was a single lady who was drunk
Fear lashed her to frenzy, she’s got no spunk*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* The Lauranelle, created by Laura Lamarca, is a hybrid (variation) of both the Villanelle and the Terzanelle forms. The poem is 22 lines in length opposed to the 19-line length of the aforementioned classical forms. Lines MUST be 10 syllables in length and also MUST be in iambic pentameter.

Rhyme scheme is as follows: aba bcb cdc ded efe fbf ggA(1)A(2)

Lines 1 and 3 MUST be repeated at Lines 21 and 22.

Poems can either be formatted in stanzas or as a whole piece without line-spacing.

For: Writing Prompt #213 “It’s All in the Title”, Wordle 305 Jun 24 by brenda warren

Lost in the middle of a forest – Sunday Photo Fiction

© Eric Wicklund

THIS WEEK’S WORDS come from “When a Friend Dies” by Esther Cohen: lost, middle, upset, nursery, stories, dance, wait, treatment, week, school, older, lunches

Lost in the middle of a forest
The stories of us at their fullest
From nursery and school, all these years
Eating lunches together, a must

Best mates as we got older it appears
Went to dance and we had all the cheers
Buried our memories in the woods
Then we separated for our careers

Couldn’t wait to leave our childhoods
Out of nowhere I saw your falsehoods
The treatment I got from you was unfair
You never deserve all these knighthoods

Out of sight and mind that I could bear
I have no regrets with our affair
That part of us was now elsewhere
In the forest as I sigh with a tear*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* A Quatrain is a poem consisting of four lines of verse with a specific rhyming scheme.

A few examples of a quatrain rhyming scheme are as follows:

#1) abab
#2) abba — envelope rhyme
#3) aabb
#4) aaba, bbcb, ccdc, dddd — chain rhyme

For: Sunday Photo Fiction – June 25th 2017, Whirligig 117

Lady by the sunset – Ladylee’s Photo Prompt #2

lady by the sunset
silhouette by the sea
on such a calm evening
some people having tea
sunset they are watching

lady by the sunset
shadow covered the sun
on her way to see him
waited for her all day
her response to his hymn

lady by the sunset
she’s as pretty as rose
others look as she walks
she says hi as she goes
invite her in their talks

lady by the sunset
such a charming person
wish she could be my friend
will go dancing at night
have fun at the weekend*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* The Monchielle is a poem that consists of four five-line stanzas where the first line repeats in each verse. Each line within the stanzas consist of six syllables, and lines three and five rhyme. The rhyme pattern is Abcdc Aefgf Ahiji Aklml.

The Monchielle form was created by Jim T. Henriksen.

For: Ladylee’s Photo Prompt #2

#SoCS June 24/17 – “rain/rein/reign”

Rattle that lock and lose those chains
Don’t let them take over the reins
Get out of that dark forest
Don’t want it to be the bleakest
Force your way into the light
Don’t give up easily the fight
Beneath the waterfalls such force
And within us we’ve got resource
Marvellous sound the falling water
We won’t know until we’ve entered
Rattling but so soothing
All the positive force it brings
Think a little and send us the rain
We’ve got the power to reign
Rattle that lock and lose those chains
Don’t let them take over the reins

For: The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS June 24/17

Jeepney – a villanelle

Oh to ride a jeepney is quite fun
We can go from place to place pretty fast
Depends on the traffic and we’re done

Things to do, busy me, got to run
The driver’s radio is always in full blast
Oh to ride a jeepney is quite fun

Many passengers including a baby and nun
Listening to radio for its daily forecast
Depends on the traffic and we’re done

I’m going to the market for some bargain
Interesting street scenes as we passed
Oh to ride a jeepney is quite fun

Thinking of what to buy, eggs and bacon
Saving some money by buying things that last
Depends on the traffic and we’re done

I just remembered I need to buy a cauldron
To make paella for a family that’s vast
Oh to ride a jeepney is quite fun
Depends on the traffic and we’re done

For: MTB–How to Write a Villanelle by frankhubeny in Meeting the Bar: Critique and Craft

Quadrille #35 – Pepper

plant our own peppers
some are spicy and some are not
the joy of harvest
add salt and pepper
they give a bit of a kick
to flavour the food
you are my pepper
adding spice to my life
and I am your salt

For: Quadrille #35 by kim881

June 22: Flash Fiction Challenge – Dream

June 22, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that involves a dream. This action could have happened while awake, such as daydreaming, or make up a dream when asleep. Go where the prompt leads as it could be a nightmare or just fond memories or ambition.

I never believe in dreams
They were just for kids, it seems
Like one of their childish games
But you came and I’m in flames
I’m still smiling with that beam
When I sleep, I dream of you
In the blue sky and you flew
Searching and calling my name
– Believe in dreams
Now I believe in daydreams
Hoping you are my mainstream
And my heart you have inflamed
Dream to be with you I claim
With preference, my eyes gleam
– Believe in dreams
When I sleep, I dream of you
In the blue sky and flew

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

For: June 22: Flash Fiction Challenge