Without words


THIS WEEK’S WORDS come from “Regarding (Most) Songs” by Thomas Lux: voice, sing, trills, banal, primal, dumb, without, means, noise, plaintive, joyful, words

Voice singing many joyful words
So plaintive to see some dark clouds
Primal means from the clouds and birds
In the form of rising mounds shrouds

Without words think of looming gloom
Banal trills coming from the crowds
Cotton clouds bring hope I assume
In the form of rising mounds shrouds

Noise from faraway one can hear
Hope of better days as bright clouds
I see you soon to give me cheer
In the form of rising mounds shrouds

Voice singing many joyful words
In the form of rising mounds shrouds*

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

* 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.

For: Sunday Photo Fiction – November 20th 2016, Whirligig 86 by Magical Mystical Teacher


Carpe Diem Special #191 A Trip Along Memory Lane #2 Soliloquy no Renga


at the seashore
wind of summer through my hair
the shortest night

© Chèvrefeuille

water moved softly round my toes
sultry air caressing me

wispy clouds across
boats rise and fall in the lock
lazy hazy day

sea lay without a ripple
cupped my hands and drank water

drips falling from lips
ah, the sweet taste of heaven
cool and refreshing

rough winds shake the darling buds
more lovely and temperate

palm trees swaying
clouds scudding across the sky
heaven knows why

have picnics by the seabed
open sunlit grass, cloudless

splashing with the waves
friends waiting for the sunset
the joy of summer

light of the silvery moon
never ending stories

all through the night
singing and dancing with joy
tired and sleepy

birds flying as dawn breaks
memories on shortest night

(c) ladyleemanila 2016


For: Carpe Diem Special #191

Just Jot It January 6th – Cloud

PHOTO PROMPT © Melanie Greenwood

Oh to be in love is like being on cloud nine
Butterflies and bees and always in sunshine
And the clouds, sometimes like cotton candy
There are no you and I, we’re always a we

You were gone one day and my world fell apart
I cried and my heart was shattered on your depart
What happened to the promises you made?
Will you just ignore them and make me dismayed?

From cotton clouds, days become dark and cloudy
From waiting for you, or hoping, I become angry
I deserve better, perhaps you were not worth it
I know, one day I’ll be able to find my own sunlit

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For: Friday Fictioneers by Rochelle Wisoff and Just Jot It January 6th – Cloud. .
Also for: Skywatch Friday – 7 January 2016 Edition


Carpe Diem #748 clouds

dancing lights
clouds sprinkle the sun
across water

curving with the land
a rainbow of clouds
moves out to sea

after the rain
breathing deeply
white valley clouds

© Jane Reichhold

Glorious the moon . . .
therefore our thanks dark clouds
Come to rest our necks

Clouds come from time to time –
and bring to men a chance to rest
from looking at the moon.

© Basho (Tr. Bellenson)

on the river’s bank
already it’s a moonlit night…
billowing clouds

emerging under
the peaks of clouds…
a little boat

© Issa (Tr. David G. Lanoue, http://www.haikuguy.com)


swans and ducks on lake
blue sky, white clouds, gorgeous day
perfect place to chill

meeting friends over some drinks
listening to a jazz band


floating cotton balls
above blue sea and islands
calm, pacific sea

lost in thought for quite some time
day dreaming is amusing

kranzback 087

long thin white streamers
nearly kissing pink mountains
on such a fair day

hiking up the mountain
a gratifying feeling