From You to You – Daily Prompt

Write a letter to your 14-year-old self. Tomorrow, write a letter to yourself in 20 years.



What’s up? Bet you’re still thinking whether to have your hair dyed red or blue? Don’t, please! Your long brown hair is the envy of a lot of people, you can always show your individuality in other ways.

And the boys, they’re everywhere! Try not to blush when your crush pass your way. Just be yourself and I’m sure he’ll notice you. Besides, there are other important things in life.

That’s another thing, don’t take life too seriously, have fun! If you want to experiment with stuff like cigarettes, alcohol, well, I’m not saying don’t but take them in moderation. I don’t think you’d like them, anyway. Just because the others do them doesn’t mean they’re cool.

Cheers for now,
You in 40 years ❤

For: From You to You

The Sincerest Form of Flattery – Daily Prompt

Publish a post in the style of a favourite author/blogger or photographer.

A Fairy Song
by William Shakespeare

Over hill, over dale,
Thorough bush, thorough brier,
Over park, over pale,
Thorough flood, thorough fire!
I do wander everywhere,
Swifter than the moon’s sphere;
And I serve the Fairy Queen,
To dew her orbs upon the green;
The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
In their gold coats spots you see;
Those be rubies, fairy favours;
In those freckles live their savours;
I must go seek some dewdrops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip’s ear.


I am here, you are there
Miles apart, half of the world
We have to cross the seas and lands
We have to endure the storms coming
You are there, so far away, unreachable
I say this, you say that, misunderstanding
Hard to communicate, different opinions
Upsetting one another even not intentionally
Causing pain in the heart and soul, shattering
Over the mountains, through seven seas
Enduring the pain, winter, spring, autumn
Summer comes, is there a flicker of hope?
Can we overcome the hurdles, the storm?
I don’t know, I really don’t know

For: The Sincerest Form of Flattery

Good Morning – Prompt 54 – Phrase Phase #8


summer morning
the flower’s scent is heaven
serene feeling all over


on a clear day
trying to reach the sky
joy of being here


at the back of house
yellow oilseed rape meadow
greet me each morning


cycling on this day
meadow where corn are growing
enchanting for me
enjoyed singing with the birds
as my hair was blown by breeze


a dandelion
as part of a meadow
what a welcome sight


Time to Say Goodbye – Always Something There to Remind Me

Daily Prompt – A song comes on the radio and instantly, you’re transported to a different time and place. Which song(s) bring back memories for you and why? Be sure to mention the song, and describe the memory it evokes.

Photo Credits: Zvaella
Photo Credits: Zvaella

If it’s goodbye
Then let’s do it right
I have no regrets
Thanks for being part of my life
You made me happy, you made me sad
You made me care, you made me cry
Listen, can you hear that?
It’s my heart, smashing into pieces
I know it will take some time
But one day, it will be alright
For now, let us part as friends
And leave some beautiful memories
Look after yourself
One day we’ll meet again….

paalam na po
wala akong pinagsisisihan
salamat sa pagiging bahagi ng buhay ko
pinaligaya mo ako, pinaiyak
naririnig mo ba?
ang puso ko, nadudurog
tutulong ang panahon para makalimot
siguro balang araw
sa ngayon maghihiwalay tayong magkaibigan
ang magagandang ala-ala ay mananatiling akin
ingat ka lagi
siguro balang araw, magkikita muli tayo


I am here, you are there
Miles apart, half of the world
We have to cross the seas and lands
We have to endure the storms coming
You are there, so far away, unreachable
I say this, you say that, misunderstanding
Hard to communicate, different opinions
Upsetting one another even not intentionally
Causing pain in the heart and soul, shattering
Over the mountains, through seven seas
Enduring the pain, winter, spring, autumn
Summer comes, is there a flicker of hope?
Can we overcome the hurdles, the storm?
I don’t know, I really don’t know…

nandito ako, nandiyan ka
ang layo natin, kalahati ng mundo
kailangang lakbayin ang dagat
kailangang daanan ang bagyo
nandiyan ka, malayo, mahirap maabot
nasabi ko yan, nasabi mo eto
hindi nagkaintindihan
iba’t ibang opinyon
nasasaktan ang isa’t isa
kahit hindi sinasadya
nagiging sanhi ng sakit sa puso at kaluluwa
sa pag-akyat ng bundok
at sa paglakbay ng pitong dagat
walang maliw ang sakit
taglamig, tagsibol, tag-lagas
tag-init ay dumating
may kisap ba ng pag-asa?
pwede ba tayong magtagumpay
sa mga hadlang, sa bagyo?
hindi ko alam, hindi ko talaga alam

For: Always Something There to Remind Me

The Heat is On – Daily Prompt

Do you thrive under pressure or crumble at the thought of it? Does your best stuff surface as the deadline approaches or do you need to iterate, day after day to achieve something you’re proud of? Tell us how you work best.


by Robert William Service

Ten little brown chicks scattered and scuffled,
Under the blue-berries hiding in fear;
Mother-grouse cackling, feathers all ruffled,
Dashed to defend them as we drew near.
Heart of a heroine, how I admired her!
Of such devotion great poets have sung;
Homes have been blest by the love that inspired her,
Risking her life for the sake of her young.

Ten little chicks on her valour reliant,
Peered with bright eyes from the bilberry spray;
Fiercely she faced us, dismayed but defiant,
Rushed at us bravely to scare us away.
Then my companion, a crazy young devil
(After, he told me he’d done it for fun)
Pretended to tremble, and raised his arm level,
And ere I could check him he blazed with his gun.

Headless she lay, from her neck the blood spouted,
And dappled her plumage, the poor, pretty thing!
Ten little chicks – oh, I know for I counted,
Came out and they tried to creep under her wing.
Sickened I said: “Here’s an end to my killing;
I swear, nevermore bird or beast will I slay;
Starving I may be, but no more blood-spilling . . .”
That oath I have kept, and I keep it to-day.


I think I thrive under pressure and will try to do my best to achieve what I have to do. I usually plan what I have to do and normally will finish it before the deadline, so that I could go over it and change or edit it, if needed.

Life is like being in a seesaw
Or it’s puzzling as a jigsaw
When you’re up, he’s down
He has to wait for the countdown
When you’re down, he’s up
Sometimes causing a breakup
Never at the same time, though
Such a shame, what a blow
Or could be like being in a swing
A lot of times, life could be baffling
Where we can suspend ourselves
Feeling greater than our real selves
And we can soar higher and higher
As we become bolder and bolder
But then we’ve got to come down
When blows are continually knockdown
Zip-lining, that’s another exciting thing
Bursting with joy, life could be blasting
Or going down the waterfall, that’s cool
Such sensation, it’s overcool and water-cool
Especially when the water glistens like diamond
Great feeling when we’ve been championed
The power to do something even though it’s tough
Tired laughter escaped with a huff and a puff
Not into details but we all do it from time to time
When we are inspired especially in summertime
We face life’s challenges or barriers full on
And when we’ve done it, it’s quite a phenomenon

The Heat is On

The Door – B&P’s Shadorma & Beyond – Essence

For this week, we feature the work of Eyvind Earle and give you the option of writing a Shadorma (a non-rhyming six-line poem with a syllable count of 3/5/3/3/7/5) – or an Essence. The essence was used in December, but it is good to review the tools in your writing toolbox from time to time.

Created by Emily Romano, the “Essence” consists of two lines of six syllables each. There is an end rhyme (rhyme at the end of the line) and an internal rhyme (rhyme in the middle of the line). You may give your Essence whatever title you desire.


what lies behind the door?
I’ll remind you to tour

what’s behind the door?
a story
of people
there’s always something to know
on what’s behind it

For: B&P’s Shadorma & Beyond

On The Trail With Basho Encore #9 Bridge of Morning

asamutsu ya tsukimi no tabi no ake banare

bridge of morning
a journey of moon-viewing
at dawn

© Basho

in the thin line
as the night flows into the day
sun and moon together

© Chèvrefeuille

sun and moon dancing
as the night flows into the day –
a skylark’s song

© Chèvrefeuille


sun and moon twirling
like dancers pirouetting
link the day with joy

© ladyleemanila 2015

The EDSA Revolution of 1986 – Fairy Tale Prompt July 17th 2015 Compassion and Courage


When I read the prompt about compassion and courage, I immediately thought of our EDSA Revolution of 1986. I wrote a blog about it, that I was proud to be part of that history. That it was a story about every Filipino’s dream of being free and taking part in the process. It involved over 2 million Filipino civilians, as well as several political, military and religious groups. It was one of nonviolent protests that began in 1983 and culminated in 1986. The methods used amounted to a sustained campaign of civil resistance against the 20-year running authoritarian, undemocratic regime of the then President Ferdinand Marcos. It led to his departure from the Malacanang Palace to Hawaii and the re-establishment of the country’s democracy.

Corazon Aquino was proclaimed as the legitimate President of the Philippines after the revolution. The wife of slain political leader Benigno “Ninoy” Aquino, she fought the aging dictator Ferdinand Marcos in the controversial snap elections for Presidency in 1986. She won but was cheated. Not a gun was fired, yet Marcos was forced to step down because millions went into the streets and demanded his resignation.

Revolutions do not take place overnight. The Marcos years, characterized by the unscrupulous exercise of power preservation and fomented political unrest. Allegations of graft and corruption against the administration would forge a disproportion of wealth. The declaration of Martial Law on September 23, 1972 started a feeling of discontent which would make this act of resistance essential, even inevitable to the reinstatement of democracy.

The EDSA Revolution of 1986 was about the people power that was of the spontaneous, disoriented, unorganized fluid and ambiguous kind. Filipinos from all walks of life discovered a collective will that they had never exerted before and a common bond they had never nurtured. Spontaneity, astonishment and interestingness were the very spirit of the vent. To conclude, people, when treated badly, can summon enough courage, solidarity and determination to stand up and resist.

Familial Feasts – Daily Prompt

Many countries celebrate Father’s Day and Mother’s Day. If you could dedicate a holiday to a more distant relative, who would it be — and why?


I’d like to dedicate a holiday to my family, i.e. the whole family, from one generation to another, to those who passed away and those who are still here, and those who will still come. I love my family!

Aurora is my name and I’m the youngest in the family. Baby, they call me and I don’t really mind. Chocolates, cartoons, cycling and going to the cinema are some of my favourites. Don’t get me started and I can carry on and on. Excited now is what you’re making me feel. For we are going on holiday – yay! Great, I shouted and started packing my bags.

“Hold on a minute,” my Mum said, “we haven’t decided yet where we’re going.” India, Indonesia, Iceland – you pick, Mum, I shouted from my room. “Japan, I always wanted to go to Japan,” that’s my big brother talking. “Korea would be interesting,” injected the middle one. “Lapland, to see Santa Claus!” that’s Lolita for you.

Mum looked at Dad who hasn’t said a thing. “Not a clue,” he said. Or we can go and see Granny and Grandad – I tried to be useful. Perhaps they will be happy to see all of us again. Quest for the perfect holiday, where would it be? Rajasthan, Ranthambhore to see tigers, that’s definitely a treat! Singapore, South Africa, somewhere nice?

“Thailand, Trinidad and Tobago or Tanzania?” asked my brother again. “Uganda – oh no, there’s trouble there,” the middle one is getting frightened. “Vanuatu,” Lolita’s getting clever now. “Wales!” – shouted my Dad, “that’s where we’re going.” Xxx, can’t think of anywhere else. “You said it, we’re going to Wales,” my Mum said. Zzzzz and we’re soon asleep.

Familial Feasts

Serendipity Photo Prompt 2015 #12 – EARLY

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I’m an early morning person
Awake even before the alarm clock
Love to see the sunrise with birds flying
The dewdrops on the leaves are there
Everything seems to be fresh and new
A nice cup of tea is a good start
Especially brewed by Him Indoors
And so with some stretching exercises
I’m up and about, looking forward to it
A refreshing shower is also worth it
Choosing what I’d wear that’s a task
From a wardrobe full of clothes, all sorts
And then a lovely breakfast with toasts
Sometimes with fried rice and beef tapa
Or with bacon, eggs, sausages and tomatoes
Him Indoors like that British breakfast
On weekdays we go to work, weekends free
So I potter around the house, Him in the garden
Until we say, “Let’s go for a ride” to parks and lakes
On our bike to beer gardens, our favourite sport
Ostpark, Waldwirthschaft, Kügler Alm, English Garden
Always fun riding our bikes, feeding the ducks and swans