I am
so elated
to feel your eyes around
my waist and combing through my hair.
How do you intuit what pleases me?
My chest wells with bright morning smiles.
I've fallen. But we rise.
Doubt not that yours
I am.
so elated
to feel your eyes around
my waist and combing through my hair.
How do you intuit what pleases me?
My chest wells with bright morning smiles.
I've fallen. But we rise.
Doubt not that yours
I am.
Author notes
Thank you, Joyce, for having a form-poetry contest. I'd never heard of rictameters and I too enjoy form poetry, so it was refreshing to try something new. I'm not sure if the imagery in my poem is very conventional, and if it doesn't meet the rules of the contest I do hope you like it anyway.
A contest entry
- RICTAMETERS!!!!!!!! by sunny day.
1750 points, ended March 20, 2007, 29 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Good job!
I think you did a good job for your 1st attempt! Keep up the good work, and best wishes in the contest!
Debi
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A wonderful rictameter you have penned for your first time doing one. I would like to see it centered though to get that diamond effect. This shows your love for that special someone. Thank you for entering and best wishes in the contest. Love and God bless, Joyce
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This was a great first effort at a richamter and you followed all the rules. As a student of language I loved the use of the word "intuit". Thank you for entering this contest.
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I love that feeling of falling
well penned I felt it right down to the last line "I am "




