the
passage
birth of pride
walk in a trance
where people seek, meet, greet and sometimes flirt
lights coming from the ceiling and the door
come in or out
you’re welcome
have fun
bye*
(c) ladyleemanila 2016
* Tetractys, a poetic form invented by Ray Stebbing, consists of at least 5 lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 10 syllables (total of 20). Tetractys can be written with more than one verse, but must follow suit with an inverted syllable count. Tetractys can also bereversed and written 10, 4, 3, 2, 1.
mystery
there’s an eerie feeling
and the light’s so bright at the window
spirits are uneasy, if only they could talk
an abandoned house with history
what was it, we don’t know
enigma
paradox
war or peace, night or day
a clandestine affair
furtive meeting of a secret club
an untrustworthy deal that went horribly wrong
or it was an old ancestral home
where children grew and left
not came back*
(c) ladyleemanila 2016
* The Triquain, created by Shelley A. Cephas, is a poem with several creative variences and can be a rhyming or non-rhyming verse. The simpliest form is a poem made up of 7 lines with 3, 6, 9, 12, 9, 6, and 3 syllables in this order.
Triquain Chain: a string of 2 to 4 Triquains, a space between each triquain. 2 stanzas – 3, 6, 9, 12, 9, 6, 3 3, 6, 9, 12, 9, 6, 3
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.
sun peeks through violet sky
we look at it and wonder why
it looks so peaceful we can fly
against the velvety sky stood in shadow the skyline
indigo clouds cover up the first stars that might shine
the chill of twilight and a promise of a night divine
trees on the sides that go bold
faded highway that lay cold
all was dark as we strolled
we’re on our way home
world so monochrome
and we say shalom
till we meet again
it was nice to ken
time to say amen*
(c) ladyleemanila 2016
* The Christ-in-a-Rhyme, a shape poem of the spiriatual nature, was created by Christina R Jussaume on October 3, 2006, consists of five 3-lined stanza that must rhyme (scheme for this form is aaa, bbb, ccc, ddd, eee) and a syllable count of each stanza is as follows:
The poem should be centered to show the cross that will be created. This form was created in memory her mother, Christina. The form and the example poem are copyrighted in Christina R Jussaume’s book, “My Walk with Jesus,” published by Publishamerica.
Follow your inner moonlight
Things you do is such an excite
Don’t hide the madness
That’s you and what’s the fuss?
You are the soul of the universe
Take a hint from the verse
Fresh and lingering as the new day
The colourful chameleon that’s not grey
It tends to change its colour as it sees fit
It’s stress-free just like changing an outfit
Fine range of drinks for urbane palates
Good quality wine like gold with 24 carats
Spend some time in the sun till toasty brown
Life is good, go and have some fun uptown
Mix with the cool people of different sex
You can assess them, don’t even need specs
The subtleness of pastel colour suits you
You charm them, men are always in a queue
Reading classic fantasy yields rich imagination
Create your own wonderland and have some fun
glimpsed
outside
to freedom
sunshine and light
is it all worth it?
will I be different?
what will I do to get there?
will I miss this place when I’m there?
when I reach there, will you be there, too?
and together we can explore beyond
From the bridge comes the reflection
Artificial lights and tall trees
Snow on the ground and on branches
The air cools and the crickets sing
Will he be there waiting for me?
From the bridge comes the reflection
Will he be glad to see me back?
Life’s strange but I know I’m back
I’ve been through a lot of journeys
Went through all the seasons of life
From the bridge comes the reflection
But I know I’m coming back home
The lights dance, too by the canal
Welcoming me in open arms
I’ve learned my lessons, hope’s not late
From the bridge comes the reflection*
(c) ladyleemanila 2016
* 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.
It was a story of strength
A quest to an ancient ground
Where the spirit of darkness lived
A dragon guarded the treasure
Defiant resistance to the game
The sparks of amethyst laid
In front of the hearth
And so was Prinsesa Mayumi
Waited for her knight
Few men and knights tried
But to no avail, dragon won
From steely blue skies
A white charged horse
Descended from the clouds
Prinsipe Makisig to the rescue
And so he slayed the dragon
Saved the princess and they kissed
Took all the amethyst and treasure
And they wed to the delights of all
ladyleemanila 