My First Rictameter

by Daniel J   Oct 30, 2005


Autumn to Winter

Look now,
Rusty colours,
Upon the browny trees,
Leaves are falling upon the ground,
Colours changing, slowly, from brown to white,
Ice starts to form, things start to freeze,
And the world is covered,
With cold white fluff,
Look now...

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rictameter is a nine line poetry form. The 1st and the last lines are the same and the syllable count is as follows: -

Line 1 - 2 syllables - same as line 9
Line 2 - 4 syllables
Line 3 - 6 syllables
Line 4 - 8 syllables
Line 5 - 10 syllables
Line 6 - 8 syllables
Line 7 - 6 syllables
Line 8 - 4 syllables
Line 9 - 2 syllables - same as line 1
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  • 18 years ago

    by JJ

    I like the way it changes from autumn to winter. I might try one of these. excellent write!

  • 18 years ago

    by Krete

    Another delectible piece. Yeah I know, eating pieces is a tad odd, but I enjoy the irony of it all.

    Like you said in the previous piece .. the notice of the change of seasons. Here I like the same thing. The transformation from the rusty human earth color brown -- to the almost errie redemption of "Cold" White Snow.

    Cute.

    5/5

  • 18 years ago

    by Gracie Jo

    I agree with Jeff. :) Excellent job.

  • 18 years ago

    by Z

    First rictameter huh? Well it's the best I've ever read, considering it's the only one I've ever read.... ;)

  • 18 years ago

    by Z

    First rictameter and the best I've ever read, considering this is the first I've ever read.... :)

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