Open Doors – Photo-Fiction #63

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When one door closes, one opens
When the moon sets, rises the sun
We find what’s next to our action
With our problems, we can do tons
Lots of choices, which one to choose
And with that choice, sometimes we lose

Don’t despair, make the most of it
With determination and grit
Either swim with the flow or quit
Do what we can with all our wit
Cooperate or not, our choice
Let the others hear our own voice

Action, reaction, that follows
Highs or lows, we pay what we owe
Time carries on, even we doze
All these years, we have friends or foes
We have to keep our doors open
We can have fun, perhaps, we won*

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

* The LaCharta, created by Laura Lamarca, consists of a minimum of 3 stanzas with no maximum length stipulation. Each stanza contains 6 lines. The syllable count is 8 per line in iambic tetrameter and the rhyme scheme is aaaabb ccccdd eeeeff and so on. “La” is Laura Lamarca’s signature and “Charta” in Latin, simply means “poem”.

For: Photo-Fiction #63, Or

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Thursday photo prompt – Anomaly #writephoto

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A faint rainbow up the sky
Sky from light blue to greyish blue

Blue I feel when you’re not with me
Me and you, I say with a plea

Plea that we will endure this isolation
Isolation from the rest of the world
World in this flat horizon, not one soul
Soul, heart and spirit, they are one

One tower, some houses by the cliff
Cliff high, I cover my head with a kerchief

Kerchief over my head tied under my chin
Chin moves when I see you and grin

Grin we will and make the most of it
It will only get better, let’s hope
Hope for a better and brighter future
Future beckons, now is the time to deliver

Deliver us from the nightmares of ennui
Ennui, perhaps not when I’m with thee

Thee or thou, hopefully love will last
Last longer and everything is a blast*

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

* Loop Poetry is a poetry form created by Hellon. There are no restrictions on the number of stanzas nor on the syllable count for each line. In each stanza, the last word of the first line becomes the first word of line two, last word of line 2 becomes the first word of line 3, last word of line 3 becomes the first word of line 4. This is followed for each stanza. The rhyme scheme is abcb.

Variations:

1. Stanzas, writers choice on the number, no rhyming, the last word, first word scheme is maintained.

2. One long stanza, no limit on number of lines, no rhyming scheme, the last word, first word scheme is maintained.

3. Couplets mixed with 4 line stanzas, the last word, first word scheme is maintained in the stanzas. It can also be used in the couplets. Rhyme scheme is ab, cc, defg, hh, ii, jklm, nn, oo.

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For: Thursday photo prompt – Anomaly #writephoto by Sue Vincent , Photo-Fiction #62, Under the Influence: dVerse Open Link Night #183 by Victoria C. Slotto

I write, therefore I am

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I write, therefore I am
I’m as sweet as a lamb
Words of love, of friendship
Inspiration coming from a pen’s tip
Any pent up emotion being released
In any way, in any form, at least
And when the muse is here
Mind is clear, calls for a cheer
Ah! the wonder of words
Like singing with the birds
Characters, setting, scene
Rhymes and what we mean
The pen can make men move
Can even make us improve

Words are mightier than a sword
Things to be poured
That can be moved
Enjoyed and grooved

Writing is such a good release
Like a timepiece
To show something
That makes us zing

Such a humble gadget this pen
Good for our ken
Could be our friend
Please apprehend

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

For: Sunday Photo Fiction – July 17th 2016

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The Cat in a Hat – Photo-Fiction #46

A Kyrielle Sonnet consists of 14 lines (three rhyming quatrain stanzas and a non-rhyming couplet). Just like the traditional Kyrielle poem, the Kyrielle Sonnet also has a repeating line or phrase as a refrain (usually appearing as the last line of each stanza). Each line within the Kyrielle Sonnet consists of only eight syllables. French poetry forms have a tendency to link back to the beginning of the poem, so common practice is to use the first and last line of the first quatrain as the ending couplet. This would also re-enforce the refrain within the poem. Therefore, a good rhyming scheme for a Kyrielle Sonnet would be:

AabB, ccbB, ddbB, AB -or- AbaB, cbcB, dbdB, AB.

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A cat in a hat by the steps
He’s alert when he hears footsteps
Purrs when I pass, that makes me gay
The cat in a hat makes my day

Sometimes he plays with other cats
With bobcats, tomcats and wildcats
And sometimes he catches his prey
The cat in a hat makes my day

When he catch a mouse, he’s so proud
I stroke his head and he meowed
I swap his hat to a beret
The cat in a hat makes my day

A cat in hat by the steps
The cat in a hat makes my day

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

For: Photo-Fiction #46

The Cat on Top

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the flow of traffic
nobody standing still
building made of glass
they have to pay the bill

the financial district
busy as a bee in surface
like what we predict
people making a fuss

never ending talks
dripping tales at a time
nobody jaywalks
some work till bedtime

people always in a rush
hang on, what’s that?
upholstery so plush
is it a massive bobcat?

a giant cat on top!
what’s it doing there?
don’t know, just pop
people went out to stare

circling around us
purring, giving hope
dizzying so aimless
I’m sure we can cope

like it’s the last day on earth
is it the end of the world?
looked at home in right berth
they did everything, even hurled

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

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For: Photo-Fiction #32 and Wordle 246 Apr 10 by Brenda Warren

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Don’t Walk Away

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don’t walk away
an atonement to play
haunted by the past
the horror aghast
eerie silence
air of grievance
a solemn requiem
our hearts are numb
of people who didn’t make it
when they were split
separation and fate
such a heavy weight
don’t walk away
an atonement to play

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

For: Photo-Fiction 31 and Music Prompt #36 “Atmosphere” by Joy Division. Also for: Weekly Challenge: 50 words!

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