Turning tables

enough is enough
enough of turning tables
table with your thumb as you wish
wish to end this, tired of battles

I won’t let you hurt me anymore
anymore is a lot already
already like an old lady
lady tired of you turning tables

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

 

Written for November Notes hosted by two lovely and awesome writers, Rosema of A Reading Writer and Sarah of Heartstring Eulogies. Come, join the musical fun!

Also for: NaNoPoblano Day 30

Sleeplessly embracing

sleeplessly embracing you
and I am a female rebel
bedding with you, sticking like glue
you’ve got me under your spell
you and me, no one can foretell
no need for each other to woo

butterflies as well as needles
hunger of the pine tree, that’s it
raspberries and fruits of brambles
we’ll take it easy, never quit
walking hand in hand by moonlit
telling each other sweet babbles

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

Written for November Notes hosted by two lovely and awesome writers, Rosema of A Reading Writer and Sarah of Heartstring Eulogies. Come, join the musical fun!

Also for: NaNoPoblano Day 29

As long as you love me

I love you and that’s the key
And as long as you love me

You make my life so wonderful
Don’t care where you’re from, we’re blissful

Doesn’t matter ‘bout your history
We get on fine and you make me glee

I’m sure we can face the world together
I’m so happy with you, you’re a dazzler

With you, we can explore and challenge, for sure
And there’s such a thing as a forevermore*

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

* The Con-Verse, created by Connie Marcum Wong, consists of three or more 2-line rhyming stanzas (couplets). The meter of this form is in syllabic verse.

Rhyme scheme: aa,bb,cc,dd,ee
Meter: 7,7,8,8,9,9,10,10,11,11

For: Monday Morning Melts #4, Monday Morning Melts #4

My love

oh
my love
my octave
be my baby
the cooing of a dove
with you my life is full of glee
drink some nice cups of tea, swim in the sea
I’ll look after you and together we will grow
we will be able to watch the grand prix
we’ll trust each other that’s the key
do all of the above
just be with me
ladylove
my dove
oh*

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

* The Diatelle is a fun, syllable counting form like the etheree with a twist. The syllable structure of the diatelle is as follows: 1/2/3/4/6/8/10/12/10/8/6/4/3/2/1, but unlike an ethere, has a set rhyme pattern of abbcbccaccbcbba. This poetry form may be written on any subject matter and looks best center aligned in a diamond shape.

The Diatelle form was created by Bradley Vrooman.

Written for November Notes hosted by two lovely and awesome writers, Rosema of A Reading Writer and Sarah of Heartstring Eulogies. Come, join the musical fun!

Also for: NaNoPoblano Day 28

Take this night

There are things I’ve done and places I’ve been
Where I may have hurt you and I don’t know
Err I’m sure I have done but haven’t seen
Bear with me and take this night as I owe

So take this night to let me be
Grow with me and please forgive me
Show me you care with your smile
Snow or rain I come with a plea*

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

* A poetic form created by Lencio Dominic Rodrigues, the Lento is named after it’s creator, taken from his first name Lencio and rhymed to Cento, an existing form of poetry.

A Lento consists of two quatrains with a fixed rhyme scheme of abcb, defe as the second and forth lines of each stanza must rhyme. To take it a step further, but not required, try rhyming the first and third lines as well as the second and forth lines of each stanza in this rhyming pattern: abab, cdcd. The fun part of this poem is thrown in here as all the FIRST words of each verse should rhyme. There is no fixed syllable structure to the Lento, but keeping a good, flowing rhythm is recommended.

 

Written for November Notes hosted by two lovely and awesome writers, Rosema of A Reading Writer and Sarah of Heartstring Eulogies. Come, join the musical fun!

Also for: NaNoPoblano Day 27

For the first time

For the first time we’ve realised
That life is tough and we devised
How to get on top to be prized
Try our best not to be chastised
We need each other that’s the truth
Live to the full, enjoy our youth

Talk things through, devise a cool plan
Save, recycle, do what we can
Drink some cheap wine and eat some bran
Have to think of our future clan
Growing up and being mature
Like to live with you my amour

Tough but we try to make it work
Got our own routine like clockwork
We’re so glad for our own network
And everything is like a perk
For the first time we got it right
We can say we will be alright*

(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”.

 

Written for November Notes hosted by two lovely and awesome writers, Rosema of A Reading Writer and Sarah of Heartstring Eulogies. Come, join the musical fun!

Also for: NaNoPoblano Day 26

When we’ll go up in flames

When we’ll go up in flames
Flicker in the moonlight
Staying on the outside
City burning in fires
We watched it burned and sighed

When we’ll go up in flames
We’re hunting silhouettes
Always feeling the warm
In the dark corners, too
Will there be some storm?

When we’ll go up in flames
We’ll stay where we are safe
Try to keep ourselves cool
Keep ourselves together
Try not to be such fool

When we’ll go up in flames
Sneak on the edge of dark
Smoking in total black
City in full chaos
Won’t be turning aback*

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

* The Monchielle is a poem that consists of four five-line stanzas where the first line repeats in each verse. Each line within the stazas 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.

 

Written for November Notes hosted by two lovely and awesome writers, Rosema of A Reading Writer and Sarah of Heartstring Eulogies. Come, join the musical fun!

Also for: NaNoPoblano Day 25

My alien is hard to describe

He comes and goes when he pleases
And he keeps on changing faces
He can be from one of the tribes
My alien is hard to describe

Long chin, prominent teeth, curved lips
Comes with his broken spaceship
Creative as Shakespearean jibe
My alien is hard to describe

He speaks of words with no vowels
It darkened his face, his scowl
And he doesn’t need any bribe
My alien is hard to describe

When he’s crossed, some sparkles come out
Out of his mouth, tea in spout
Some cynics in the planet gibe
My alien is hard to describe*

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

* A Kyrielle is a French form of rhyming poetry written in quatrains (a stanza consisting of 4 lines), and each quatrain contains a repeating line or phrase as a refrain (usually appearing as the last line of each stanza). Each line within the poem consists of only eight syllables. There is no limit to the amount of stanzas a Kyrielle may have, but three is considered the accepted minimum.

Some popular rhyming schemes for a Kyrielle are: aabB, ccbB, ddbB, with B being the repeated line, or abaB, cbcB, dbdB.

For: November 17: Flash Fiction Challenge, Tale Weaver/Fairy Tale Prompt # 94 : Alien Fairy Tales 11.24.16

Chaotic – Daily Prompt

It was chaos in the Jones’ household. The night before the holiday and everyone was packing their suitcases.

“Mum, I can’t find my pink blouse and my trainers, do you know where they are?” shouted Marie from her room.

“Aren’t you packing your stuff?” I asked Martin, who was playing his PS4. “How long are we going to be there?” he asked coolly.

“Mickey wants to come, too” Jaime came to my room with his favourite toy. “OK, darling, put him there.”

“Don’t forget to pack my binoculars, Dear” reminded my Honey.

And so the suitcase lay open.

PHOTO PROMPT © Ron Pruitt

When we first got married, Him Indoors and I visited the Philippines. We flew to Bicol, one of the provinces in the north of the Philippines and on the way back, flights were cancelled. Instead of waiting for the next flight which could be the next day or the next week, things could be very flexible in the Philippines. Anyway, we decided to take the bus to Manila. Everyone seemed to have the same idea. The bus station was full of people, chickens, pigs, children, cargoes, you name it, they were there, chaos! We ended up being in a decrepit, no air-con bus. We had to stand the first couple of hours. Did I mention that the bus was so full, people were literally hugging each other, not forgetting all the chickens, pigs, baskets of fruits and vegetables, etc. There was a stop – wheel fell off. We waited 3 hours for the man to get nuts in another town. We stood by the side of the road in the middle of the night. People started getting out, so we were able to sit. Then we stopped the second time – puncture on one of the tyres. Another wait. After that, the driver raced another bus along the motorway with a horse and a cart in the slow lane. Never again, we promised. Such a bus experience!

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Iain Kelly. Thank you Iain!

Marie and son John were on the way to school when a car overtook them. Marie’s car skidded and rolled down the cliff. Luckily, both of them were able to get out of the car before the car caught fire. The man who overtook them saw the smoke, felt guilty and called the ambulance. The paramedics arrived and assessed the situation. They rang the emergency helicopter so they could take Marie and John to the nearest hospital.

Meanwhile, Sam found the surprise birthday present from his Dad. It was a drone cyber flyer plane, the one he saw in the shop. His Dad remembered! How happy he was and immediately set it up and started flying it. Then he couldn’t control it anymore and hit the front of the emergency helicopter. The helicopter crashed and chaos ensued.

For: Chaotic

Other “chaotic” posts:
https://sonjabenskinmesher.wordpress.com/2014/09/30/chaos/
https://annapurani93.wordpress.com/2016/11/24/chaotic/
https://lanternwords.wordpress.com/2016/11/24/be-not-chaotic/
https://sassyeasycook.wordpress.com/2016/11/24/turnaround/
Daily Prompt: Chaos cures boredom

Why wasn’t I prepared?

Why wasn’t I told about things in life?
When I strife or fight while I fall in love
All of the above in terms of nightlife
Carry a knife and then wear my hand gloves

Being hit by buses or trains
Fall in the reins of love and men
Fall in love when and where it feels
It always heals lonesome

I’ve sunk out at sea, crashed my car
Life seems bizarre when I’m with chum
I may be dumb to find my Zen
I should have ken to drum

Has the world changed or is it still the same?
When we can blame the peers or what’s on trend
We try to fend ourselves but all is game
It’s quite so lame when we know it’s the end

Again, why wasn’t I prepared in life?
In my wildlife birds and trees are above
Cooing of doves part of my afterlife
Let’s not strife on some musical octave*

(c) ladyleemanila

* The LaJemme is a 5 stanza form created by poets Laura Lamarca and Jem Farmer.

Meter: consistently iambic

Stanza 1, 10 syllables per line, Rhyme scheme abab, 4th syllable of each line is to rhyme with the end rhyme of the preceding line.

Stanza 2, syllable count: 8/8/8/6, Rhyme scheme cdef, with cross rhymes in each couplet on 4th syllable

Stanza 3, syllable count 8/8/8/6, Rhyme scheme gfdf, 4th syllable of each line follows the same rule as stanza 1.

Stanza 4, 10 syllables per line, Rhyme scheme hihi, 4th syllable of each line is to rhyme with the end rhyme of the preceding line.

Stanza 5, 10 syllables per line, Rhyme scheme abab, 4th syllable of each line is to rhyme with the end rhyme of the preceding line.

 

Written for November Notes hosted by two lovely and awesome writers, Rosema of A Reading Writer and Sarah of Heartstring Eulogies. Come, join the musical fun!

Also for: NaNoPoblano Day 24