The Shadorma is a poetic form consisting of a six-line stanza (or sestet). The form is alleged to have originated in Spain. Each stanza has a syllable count of three syllables in the first line, five syllables in the second line, three syllables in the third and fourth lines, seven syllables in the fifth line, and five syllables in the sixth line (3/5/3/3/7/5) for a total of 26 syllables. A poem may consist of one stanza, or an unlimited number of stanzas (a series of shadormas).
I was twenty-three
full of joy
seeing snow for the first time
I tried to taste it
(c) ladyleemanila 2016
For: B&P’s Shadorma & Beyond – Shadorma – January 2, 2016
All winter long the garden is cold and bare
With the coming of spring, everywhere is lovely
Trees unfold their leaves, flowers bloom with flair
Apples blossom, all white and pure with such beauty
And the smell of wonderful rain and freshly cut grass
Don’t forget the symphony of spring with birds singing
The spring peepers chirping call chorus with such class
The dandelions, lilacs, tulips, hyacinths, all blooming
For: B&P’s Shadorma and Beyond
“It was Christmas morning and all through the house…..”
We hear the sound of children whispering excitedly… ”Has Father Christmas been?” “Has he eaten the minced pie we left for him and the carrot for the reindeer?” “ssshhh, we should still be in bed…”
A soft “Silent Night” was playing on the radio. Mum and Dad still in bed. One of the kids tiptoed to their room and went in the middle of the bed. Mum gave him a cuddle. And of course, the other kids followed, as well as Baxter the dog. They all stayed there, enjoying the morning cuddles and hugs, giggling and shifting about.
“Right,” said Dad. “Shall we all see what Father Christmas has left for us?” And the children all followed him going down the stairs.
Dad turned all the Christmas lights on, as well as the radio and the kettle. Mum woke up, too. The children saw their stockings full of lovely presents – socks, colouring books and pens, sweets, CDs, comics, games, etc. They also opened the other presents. Jack’s got a bike, scooter for Martin, Barbie doll for Sam, and books for Brigit. Baxter got a big bone to chew! Mum and Dad also got their presents. They kissed each other.
They all had their tea and some breakfast – sausage and bacon, cereals, eggs, fruit, bread and marmalade. At 10, they went to hear mass. Dad took them to the playground afterwards. Then Mum started cooking. Granny and Grandad were coming for dinner. The day ended well, all happy and contended. Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas Day, too!
For: Tale Weaver # 45
(Awarded 1st Place) Great Grandmother by SFC Lance Widner – Division 1 (Active Duty Military) CC BY 2.0
THIS WEEK’S WORDS come from “Ghazal for White Hen Pantry” by Jamila Woods: brown, friends, white, palm, born, burnt, consonants, windows, unmarked, sins, paint, pantry
In her palm a new born baby
Unmarked by sins and consonants
Great Grandma smiling with glee
She can see the family semblance
Outside the windows friends waving
In the pantry some flours were taken
The can see Great Grandma blooming
And Dad beams with pride with his apron
Baking brown bread but they got burnt
The children tried to help but were too late
Never mind everything can be relearnt
The main thing is they’re all feeling great
For: Photo Challenge #92 December 22, 2015 and Whirligig 38 by Magical Mystical Teacher
Greetings from Paloma!
For this week I’d like us to return to the Tanaga for our inspiration.
The tanaga is a Filipino poem passed down through oral tradition. It consists of four lines with seven syllables each; the traditional rhyme scheme is AABB but modern tanagas may follow AABB, ABBB, ABAB, ABBA, AAAB, BAAA, ABCD rhyme patterns.
Ang Pasko ay sumapit
Mano po Ninong at Ninang
Pagmamahal sa mundo
Magdiwang tayong lahat
Christmas has finally come
Bless godfather and godmother
Love is for the whole world
Let’s all celebrate Christmas
(c) ladyleemanila 2015
For: B&P’s Shadorma & Beyond – Tanaga
Hello, Bastet here for a new episode of B&P.
Today we’re going to look into one of the many variations of the Circular Poem. I first came across this variation reading a blog written at Jane Dougherty Writes a few weeks ago where Jane, a very talented poet, challenged her readers to try the form. I found it very stimulating indeed!
So the circular poem we’re going to try is Jane’s variation of the form as described here in her words:
“A circular poem is one that goes round full circle.
The last word of the first line rhymes with the first word of the following line and so on until you end up back at your first line.
Lines can be any length, it’s the rhyme that’s important.”
Christmas market in the city
Sea of people looking around
Background of lights and decors
Stores, malt wine, stars and figures
Firs, sweets and nuts for home to bring
Meeting friends, shopping spree so precious
Christmas market in the city
At Christmas market
Peaceful atmosphere today
All so valuable
For: B&P’s Shadorma and Beyond – The Circular Poem and Share A Little Bit Of Christmas Spirit
There was Little Fairy Christmas who came down from heaven
She wanted to make everyone happy and have some fun
She chose the first three people
She wanted them to be cheerful
She’s got to be creative and off she went on her mission
There was a business man whose life was so toxic
Meetings, negotiations and everything’s got to be quick
Little Fairy Christmas waved her wand
Sent him there before he could respond
An idyllic place for tranquillity with a nearby creek
There was a lovely lady who had two birds in a cage
She used to perform and sing with them on the stage
She wanted to flee but can’t leave them be
Little Fairy Christmas set them free
Left two red peppers on their place in that cage
There was a little boy who liked playing in the mud
He also liked it when it rains and there’s a lot of flood
Little Fairy Christmas presented her present
Which the boy can put in their basement
A swimming pool but instead of water, it’s full of mud
For: Tale Weaver #43 – Fairy Tale Prompt and Thur Picture Prompt #41
This week’s photo prompt is provided by, Louise, author of the blog, “The Storyteller’s Abode.” Thank you Louise!
In the empyreal blue sky, I’m hoping I can track your last movement. Like a bloodcrow eager to find some treasure, I’m as fanatic as my feet allow. Perhaps I’d be able to reach your spirit in this quaint town. From my research, I read that your veins run in this part of town. Forget the apathy of some people, I’m hopeful for some aperture where I can throw myself in. You could say it’s an obsession, I’d say that I’m just curious like any admirer of a famous person. I dread the time when I have to stop all these and just accept the fact that you’ll never come back.
For: FFfAW-Week of 12-08-2015 by Priceless Joy and Wordle #88
THIS WEEK’S WORDS come from “Philosophy in Warm Weather” by Jane Kenyon: sunny, clumsy, wasp, molecules, whirl, begrudge, spider, poppy, shouts, crow, alarm, pulling
“I love you as certain dark things
Are to be loved in secret
Between the shadow and the soul”
From a poppy seed to certain flings
Nothing to whirl and have that strut
On both mind and body it takes its toll
I stand fending off the raven and crow
The candle with cinnamon and orange
Colourful buttons forming a heart
Pulling me with such alarming glow
Clumsy molecules but what a challenge
I shout in my heart that you’re also a part
Love soars from earth to infinity
For love of love, or heart’s solitude
Who cry for shadows and cannot tell
Begrudge I come with a plea
Never a sunny day for a feud
Tried to stifle the thoughts and quell
For: Writing Prompt #136 “Collage 12″ and Whirligig 36
Hello World, this is Bastet presenting another poetic form.
As you can see by our title, the form I’m presenting is called ‘The Hay(na)ku‘ and it’s a fairly recently created form (2003) by poet Eileen Tabios (born 1960) an award-winning Filipino-American poet and writer well known for her prose poetry. The Hay(na)ku has become pretty well-known in poetic circles (The name “hay(na)ku” was coined by Vince Gotera).
With a name like hay(na)ku, we know that we’re into micro-poetry and this is just about as micro as you can get! It’s a tercet with just 6 words – line one is one word, line two – two words and line three – three words. That’s it. There’s no syllable count or rhyming requirements etc.
Together we live
A cosy home
Keeping us warm
To love and cherish
No one else
Looking forward to old age
Together for love
(and now in Filipino)
Hanggang sa huli
Hirap at ginhawa
(c) ladyleemanila 2015
For: B&P Shadorma & Beyond