A Rondel for Aurora

A Rondel is a French form consisting of 13 lines: two quatrains and a quintet, rhyming as follows: ABba abAB abbaA. The capital letters are the refrains, or repeats.

Five Words: [ PLACE – SHARP – CHIME – FIRM – PACE ]


Aurora, with a chime we honour thee
Puts everything in place as we speak
You’re as sharp as your glamour and mystique
Gentle but firm, in your own pace with glee

We’re grateful to have you as our mommy
As we climb mountains and swim in a creek
Aurora, with a chime we honour thee
Puts everything in place as we speak

Enjoy being with you with shopping spree
With your golden age you’re still very chic
With your support, we will reach our peak
Admire the sunrise, sunset and the sea
Aurora, with a chime we honour thee

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

For: Weekly Writing Challenge #53 by the secret keeper

Mother Dear – Photo Challenge #118


Let me start with this
Although we are different
My Mum and I are the same
Same focus, both cool
We’re not so good in business
Or being tidy
Sometimes we forget some things
It doesn’t matter
When it comes to having fun
We know what to do
The town is always painted
Red, blue or yellow
Would do anything for her

Her beauty astounds us all
Life’s always a breeze so she flits
Broke into one and a million bits
Of love and care, to us her kids
Of time and devotion, no problem
Always there, served with a smile
And so this is the time to say thanks
And the mission for which it was due

Oh Mother Dear, with your eyes twinkling like stars in cloudland
Your breath sweeter than sampaguita as we string them into a lei
Your love, patience and smile, always there as you give us a hand
Oh Mother Dear, with your eyes twinkling like stars in cloudland

We cannot show enough gratitude for bringing us up first hand
Your tenderness, completely and sweetly given to us like a bouquet
Oh Mother Dear, with your eyes twinkling like stars in cloudland
We love you to the moon and back and all planets in the milky-way

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

For: Photo Challenge #118

The Great Book of lists, chapter 5.1 : People who inspired you

It’s not about Dedcartes, Churchill, Coelho ou any other inspiring thinkers, whose quotes flourish the internet and the social networks.

No, this week is about a list of real people, unknown (or almost) to the world who had a real impact on our life.

Sometimes, just a little thing, a park, a teacher’s precepts, a piece of advice from a friend, you surely had such encounters in your life,  or people who did little but changed the face of your world.

So much gratitude an so many memories for these little but so significant inspirations

Here is my list of people who have inspired me :

Him Indoors – his sense of humour is to die for. I love him to the moon and back and he inspires me to reach the highest star, climb the highest mountain and swim the deepest sea.

My Dad – his high regard of responsibility, generosity and kindness inspired me. I still miss him.

My Mum – her fun and closeness to family makes me love her more. Wish she’ll be with us for many years more.

HRH the son – ah, our pride and joy. His being so cool and takes his own time inspires me.

Jose Rizal – our national hero. His novels and the way he inspired people to fight for freedom is number one on my list.

For: The Great Book of lists, chapter 5.1 : People who inspired you by La duchesse d’Erat

K is for Kyrielle Sonnet

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.


my family, my flesh and blood
for that I can sing a ballad
we all take it in great humour
all different but similar

my father’s a chef, mum’s teacher
brother’s nurse, sister a babbler
our dog woofs, of course, our cat purrs
all different but similar

we are there when one’s in trouble
and we are rich in wise counsel
we like food, crackers and cheddar
all different but similar

my family, my flesh and blood
all different but similar

(c) ladyleemanila 2016


For: thirteenth day of NaPoWriMo and Keep it Going with the #AtoZChallenge !

Connection -A Pantoum

The pantoum consists of a series of quatrains rhyming ABAB in which the second and fourth lines of a quatrain recur as the first and third lines in the succeeding quatrain; each quatrain introduces a new second rhyme as BCBC, CDCD. The first line of the series recurs as the last line of the closing quatrain, and third line of the poem recurs as the second line of the closing quatrain, rhyming ZAZA.

The design is simple:

Line 1
Line 2
Line 3
Line 4

Line 5 (repeat of line 2)
Line 6
Line 7 (repeat of line 4)
Line 8

Continue with as many stanzas as you wish, but the ending stanzathen repeats the second and fourth lines of the previous stanza (as its first and third lines), and also repeats the third line of the first stanza, as its second line, and the first line of the first stanza as its fourth. So the first line of the poem is also the last.

Last stanza:

Line 2 of previous stanza
Line 3 of first stanza
Line 4 of previous stanza
Line 1 of first stanza


It all started with my Dad
Dad’s connected to my Mum
They had us and they were glad
We all grew up then our freedom

Dad’s connected to my Mum
I met Him Indoors and we got wed
We all grew up then our freedom
We started our own thread

I met Him Indoors and we got wed
Seven years later and son arrived
We started our own thread
Son met K and she be wived

Seven years later and son arrived
They had us and they were glad
Son met K and she be wived
It all started with my Dad

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

For: Connection and Connected

Ten Things of Thankful ONE HUNDRED


Happy ONE HUNDREDth week of the Ten Things of Thankful blog hop – hip, hip, hurray!!! All the best to the TToT – cheers!

I’m really grateful for all the things happening to me and my family.

HRH the son is going to finish his Master’s this year, in fact, by next month, he’s done with the experimental part. He just needs to analyse and write up his results. One final hurdle and he’s going to reach the finish line. Good luck, son and we’re so proud of you! 20140322_145455

My Mom’s wrist is getting better. The cast is gone and she’s just undergoing some therapy 3x a week. She’ll be able to use her left arm soon. mommy

She’s also going to Britain soon, at the end of June until the middle of October. She’s looking forward to it.
My brother also plans some trips for my mother and his kids. They are flying to Gibraltar in July for a week. Plus when the kids are already on holiday, they are going to Wales and Scotland. 253890_10151189216632021_525796911_n

We’re flying to Britain next month to celebrate Him Indoor’s birthday, also to visit HRH the son.
We’re going to Sicily in August. Him Indoor’s parents are coming to visit us here in Bavaria. Looking forward to cycling and walking to the mountains with them, or just relaxing in the garden when the weather’s nice. We can even have some grills. IMGP1290

I’m flying to Britain in September to see my mother. My friend N is also going with me. Then, we’ll take my Mom to London to see Miss Saigon, plus do all the tourist bits. achievement7

HRH the son plus the GF and another friend, I think their Indonesian friend are coming here for Oktoberfest. They have booked their flights and we’re looking forward to having them with us. It will be fun!


I know it’s still a long way – but we have booked our flight and holiday to the Philippines in February. It’s going to be our 30th wedding anniversary next year and we’re celebrating it the whole year! So this holiday in the Philippines is just the start. achievement2

Aside from the Philippines, we’re also going to Singapore and Cambodia – how cool is that? We’re going to visit Him Indoor’s brother plus family in Singapore, then go and see Angkor Wat temples in Siem Riep. Looking forward to it. building2 - Bali

I hope you’re all well. Take care everyone!


The Prodigal Son – Friday Fictioneers and Whirligig 7

THIS WEEK’S WORDS: prodigal, treasure, sun, tavern, longing, find, grieving, candles, gravel, rushing, learn, roar

PROMPT -© Marie Gail Stratford
PROMPT -© Marie Gail Stratford

The prodigal son is returning to his old home
He heads towards the next tavern to find a drink
He met some friends and learns that his father’s dying
Longing to hold him one more time before it’s too late
He rushes to his house and walks on the gravel path
Empty livestock shacks, silo standing where it always is
This used to be his family’s treasure, the sun slowly sets
His mother’s grieving, his father had just passed away
The son roars in grief, his mother sees him and blesses him
The prodigal son then lights some candles for his father’s soul
(103 words)


My Mother – Writing Prompt #106 “Valuable Lessons from Mom” and Wordle #60 “May 11, 2015″


Hello everyone! Hope you had a nice weekend. My mother is my favourite subject, as I blog about her most of the time. She’s beautiful, a classic beauty one can say, a real Filipina, with her long black wavy hair, which she always brush with a natural bristle brush. She goes out with corduroy trousers, silk blouse or fine dresses with intricate prints, like batik. She’s always smartly dressed. She’s in dire need of being complimented, i.e. we always compliment her looks.

She used to work as a Probation Officer, so no one can screw or mess around with her. She’s a tough cookie! She knows that several factors impinge on civil liberties and strike at the basic tenants of judicial system. She also doesn’t bombinate in a vacuum of data, caught between inevitability and uniqueness. That’s one of the valuable lessons she has given us, to be lawful and be aware of our human rights.

What else have we learned from her? Well, we should look after ourselves and our belongings. She loved this antique ceramic vase which was handed down to her by her grandmother. I think she’s going to pass it to one of us, her children. She’s very observant, like she’ll remark on how slanted the rays of the sun through the window and spilled into the room. Or how animal tunnels when incorporated into the design will also allow local wildlife to cross. She’s good with details like this, that’s why we love her so.