Best Rictameter Poems
Hope blooms
in April when
amethyst flowerets
appear like magic on my trees.
I hear chirping and catch a glimpse of birds
gathering small sticks for new nests.
Delight perfumes the night.
I thank God when
hope blooms!
January 18, 2023
M.L. Kiser's Pen A Rictameter, Hopes Of Springs Return Poetry Contest
Now entered in Brian Strand's Your Decision Poetry Contest
Drum beat
The sound of hearts
Beating to love's smooth rhythm
Sometimes a brokenhearted tune
Hoping for another chance at love's oft
Moody melodic emotions
That dance upon lyrics,
The beat goes on...
Drum beat
~
Autumn
a chilling wave
crunching melancholy
nostalgic for summer warm heart
shrinking passions of deciduous souls
perennial strain for blending
raking over losses
as we behold
Autumn
Autumn
rebirth and growth
a carving golden Nature
mother earth to ripe souls gives birth
harmonious fall of mellow aura
a promise of blooming roses
the poets fascination
enrapturing
Autumn
October 10th, 2018
(A Double Rictameter)
music
reminds my soul
of peony and rose
efflorescence petrichor scents.
Roaming among fountains of her blossoms,
lost in bucolic elegance.
Whispering sweet sighs
like verses for
music
ash smoke
brought drops of doom.
Was it a mere mirage
or a brief dance with dalliance,
but this ephemeral epiphany,
just like nature's seasonal moods,
left lyrics on my lips,
until storms blew
ash smoke
High tide
sadness billows
swells over me in waves
massive, silent, overwhelming
melancholy ocean engulfing me
flailing, drowning in emotion
or maybe I'm being
too dramatic
only-
It feels
that dramatic-
my universe slightly
out of orbit or alignment
something strangely out-of-kilter causing
all things to be thrown off their course
too much wind and pressure
in atmosphere
storms surge
Drifting
on swift currents
rudderless, out to sea
swept toward an isolated
island, far removed from humanity
pulling me farther and farther
from the reality
of what could be
wind-tossed
Landing
on shore, lonesome
building small raft of hope
shoving off at nightfall, to sleep
buoyantly, trusting by morning I'll be
somewhere else- maybe better or
not, but different than
here- can't be worse
I think...
Purring
contentedly
just being with my love
and basking in the afterglow
of our ascent to the peak of pleasure,
I now settle, spent and cozy,
in the crook of his arm
like a kitty -
purring.
Sweetness
Perfume, Flowers
A Gentle Rain-Shower
Candy Kisses, Chocolate Hour
Spring Breezes, Sheltered Cover, Leafy Bower
The Sloping Curves of Your Profile
Tempting Lips that Beguile
Love's Tender Smile
Sweetness
Howling
Like the wolf cries
Screaming foreboding skies
Yelling for your love till sunrise
The erring echoes of your love reprise
Tangled tears that follow surmise
Bitter sorrows capsize
With empty eyes
Howling
Aug.26.2018
RICTAMETER ME
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Your tongue
suspiciously
spoke of constellations,
an unlicked sky gripping secrets
nonetheless, that mouth spat it's majesty
without ever stirring the air
proving no white stardust
really adorns
your tongue
Growing
As I catch Light
As rays dissolve my fright
As my soul dares the mighty height
As I lend a heart and root out a spite
As I ease pain into delight
As my soul gets refined
As I hold tight
Growing
Darkness
Hidden shadows
Keeping all their secrets
Out of reach from my prying eyes
If only for a moment I could see
Revealing mysteries that hide
I might learn of myself
Alone in the
Darkness
Promise
Moon held and made
bathed-beams of love sonnets
dried by sun's own romantic pledge
of streamed warm rays on love's future solace ~
As days then nights honed my prayers
my pain slow climbed sky stairs
and found you there
Promise
... CayCay Jennings
August 31, 2018
the rose
loses petals
as summer slowly fades
casting autumn's gloomy shadow
with whispers of tomorrow's falling leaves,
and summer's golden memories
will linger for awhile,
then they fade, like
the rose..
--
Moonlight
shadows glisten
like sparkling diamonds
on lapping waves which wash over
our toes as we stroll barefooted along
the shore of the deserted beach
how I love evening walks
with you in the
moonlight
Diamonds counted as 3 syllables*
Contest: Rictameter Me
Sponsor: White Wolf
8/26/18
Onyx
dark silicate,
descendant of agate
echoes inspired by nighttime sky;
a calming focus of the deepest void,
spiritual transformation
awakening the soul,
translucent black
onyx.
Black hole
transmigration,
transformational sight,
the never ending seeing eye
vision of Tetragrammaton essence;
majesty of heaven’s splendor
enlightened souls will fly
darkness alight,
black hole.