A simple life, a happy home

When I first left home, was daunting
But managed to experience life
That lasts

I met Him Indoors in the lab
The beginning of our love
Not end

Then HRH the son was born
After seven years of marriage
Our joy

We live in our house with garden
Three tortoises named Gin, Rex, Nik
Our pets

A simple life, a happy home
Stable jobs and good health for us
Our goals*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* “Synchronicity” (The state or fact of being synchronous or simultaneous; synchronism. Coincidence of events that seem to be meaningfully related.). This form consists of eight three-line stanzas in a syllable pattern of 8/8/2. This poetry type has no rhyme and is written in the first person with a twist. The twist is to be revealed within the last two stanzas. Created by Debra Gundy.

For: Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 4, Saturday Mix – Opposing Forces, 16 September 2017


Thursday photo prompt – Fading #writephoto


In a perplexing world, we have got to grin
Carry on with the journey no matter what
Vital thing is we could say that we have been

We may have some flat tyre or hit by comet
The challenge is there and we have to take it
Building something for our offspring like circuit

In the fading light, we do our best, don’t quit
We swim in the sea or climb up the mountain
The world is wonderful, we care to commit

Appreciate our blessing as the day brighten
Listen to the music of great Beethoven*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* A Terza Rima is a poem with an eleven syllable count in each line and a rhyming scheme of aba, bcb, cdc, dd.

PHOTO PROMPT © Danny Bowman

For: Thursday photo prompt – Fading #writephoto, Saturday Mix – Same Same But Different, 9 September 2017, 8 September 2017 Friday Fictioneers

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Saturday Mix – Double Take, 2 September 2017


She looks at me, the new girl from school
And so I thought I knew her from the pool
That’s it! That’s it! We used to swim
From age four, she’s always slim
From then on we were always together
That’s it, and her hair has changed its colour

Recalled when we were wee, we’re so happy
We pick up fruit and we always climb tree
Go on! Go on! We can make it
It was fun we have to admit
We did roller blading and skiing
Go on, it was worth it and fun to swing*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017


* The Staccato, created by Jan Turner, consists of two or more 6-line stanzas.

Rhyme scheme: a,a,b,b,c,c
*Required internal rhyme scheme interplay between line #1 and line #2 (see below explanation and examples).

Meter: 10, 10, 8, 8, 10, 10

Repeats: This form requires a 2-syllable repeat in Lines #3 and #6 as specified below.

As in a musical notation, The Staccato poetry form uses short repeats which are abruptly disconnected elements. The repeat words are read as rapid-fire speech, such as staccato music when played or sung. This form lends itself to strong emotion or instruction (i.e. military poems: “Charge on! Charge on!” etc.), a declaration (such as of an event: “We’re married! We’re married!” etc.), an instruction or emphasis of human emotion (such as love, hate, longing: “Be mine! Be mine!” etc.), strong observation (such as “Those eyes! Those eyes!” etc.) or any similar situation where a strong staccato repeat is desired.

The emphatic two-syllable repeat in this poetry form is written twice, consecutively, at the beginning of Line #3 (each repeat in Line #3 is followed by an exclamation mark), and once again at the beginning of Line #6 (with or without an exclamation mark in Line #6). Please see below poem examples.

Also, Line #2 requires an internal rhyme scheme that rhymes with a word within Line #1, usually falling on the 6th syllable (see examples below), but can fall earlier in those two lines as long as the internal rhyme matches the syllabic stress in both lines (Example: see below poem: “A Soldier’s Wife” where in Stanza #2 an alternative internal rhyme falls in Lines #1 and #2 on the 4th and 5th syllables with the words ‘motions’ and ‘notions’).

For: Saturday Mix – Double Take, 2 September 2017

Typhoon – Saturday’s Mix – 26 August 2017


Ferocity of the typhoon
And the storm surge are horrific
Powerful winds doing all tricks
Our yearly tropical monsoon
Monster storm and our lives transform
All gone in just one afternoon
Evacuation got to be quick
Ferocity of the typhoon

Ferociousness of the typhoon
Winds roaring ashore so tragic
Deforestation stripped fabric
Landfall and no one is immune
Left us daunting what storm can bring
We’re resilient as our tribune
Got to recover brick by brick
Ferociousness of the typhoon*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* The High Octain is simply a double Octain, but as one poem – the refrains are the same, a- and b- rhymes are the same, but actual words are different, and the c/c line with the internal rhyme can optionally be rhymed in the second instance. There is no restriction on the level of repetition, but in most cases the stipulated refrain A is enough; this may even feel too repetitive and need varying. As a general guideline, changing up to four syllables of the eight still retains enough to feel like the refrain. The end word must remain the same.

The structure of the High Octain is one single after another with a break in between; alternatively, it can be written as two blocks of eight lines:

A-b-b-a-c/c-a-b-A [or d/d instead of c/c]

For: Saturday’s Mix–26 August 2017

Saturday’s Mix – 12 August 2017 – Our Garden

All winter long the garden is cold and bare
With the coming of spring, everywhere is lovely
Trees unfold their leaves, flowers bloom with flair
Apples blossom, all white and pure with such beauty
And the smell of wonderful rain and freshly cut grass
Don’t forget the symphony of spring with birds singing
The spring peepers chirping call chorus with such class
The dandelions, lilacs, tulips, hyacinths, all blooming


This used to be our garden
Playing hide and seek
We ran, spun and had fun
That gate used to creak

We were loud and
Very rambunctious
Outside until we’re tanned
Running till we’re breathless

The sunflowers by the fence
They were our witness
We engaged in pretence
Like we’re ageless

They came every year
Just as we grew up fast
Gave us some cheer
The world is vast

Until the dark mist
Swallowed you up
You’re surely missed
Sad for the breakup

For: Saturday’s Mix–12 August 2017

Flashback – Saturday’s Mix – 12 August 2017

Everyone was happy when I was born
Born the second child to the delights of everyone
Girl with the fringe they always said
Said nothing until I was three, very observant girl
Three of us kids when we moved house
House with a garden and played with cousins and us three

Neighbours and friends we played till the sun set
Set the table was one of my tasks and cousins are also neighbours
Had lots of fun playing on the street
Street kids we were and a bike we had
One phone for all of us and we took turns
Turns to phone friends and some jolly one

Spent holidays on the farm with cousins
Cousins sleeping and playing together as spent
Drank fresh milk from the carabao
Carabao went to creek with us as we drank
Now we’re all in different places and countries
Countries far and wide and we still have contacts now*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* The Mirror Sestet, created by Shelley A. Cephas, is a poem that can be written in one or more stanzas of 6 lines each. The specific guidelines for this form are as follows:

The first word of line 1 rhymes with the last word of line 1.
The first word of line 2 is the last word of line 1
and the last word of line 2 is the 1st word of line 1.

The first word of line 3 rhymes with the last word of line 3.
The first word of line 4 is the last word of line 3
and the last word of line 4 is the 1st word of line 3.

The first word of line 5 rhymes with the last word of line 5.
The first word of line 6 is the last word of line 5
and the last word of line 6 is the 1st word of line 5.

The Mirror Sestet can also be written in non-rhyme.
All rules must be followed except there is no 1st and last word rhyming.

For: Saturday’s Mix–12 August 2017, ALL SEASONS – AUGUST ADVENTURES (Aug13)


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

DOOR Template Instructions

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