Long Rictameter Poems

~ Love  Is  ~
 ( Rictameter - Double  )



~O~


Love is 
So wonderful 
The most beautiful thing 
Anyone can really have 
Love is given unconditionally 
Many folks sadly don't know Love 
They just...

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LAURELS TO GREEN.


Mum has prepared an avacado jam,
green tints in chroma highlight the campus,
a stoll dyed in artichoke green is on my shoulder,
gala time with friends in green,we hang around in green,
Myrtle plants rejoice..Yeah! festive...

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L oving - and safe in your mountain air
O  how it feels -, lifted high above
V anity disappears - with a love so rare
I n the apex of loving strength - thereof
N aturally cleaving...

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 To Raychel, I got your letter
Thank you very much 
You make me so happy when I talk to you
Or read your letters 

Three years in prison
And a lifetime of running
Finally it stopped
But kept us...

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Part 4 of my "Image" series..


Treacherous, back stabbing,
a troubled changeling.
no host, pure demoniacal.
Mit Wobet,
begins his vicious cycle.

Monica Mcmichael,
high spirited, 
humble.
She stumbles upon
this pretty man,
smooth, well educated
with a staff in his hand.

    ...

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HOLY SOUL NO BETRAYAL

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twenty
souls deep within 
freedom stolen from them 
shackled and chained, so inhumane 
no English to speak, no one understands 
their only wish to go back home 
treated like animals 
they are now caged 
twenty 



hundreds...

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Inside the pot of the poet
Is the soup to maw
Prepared of stew during dew
Fishes and beefs crave for
Survival off poet's mouth.
In the soup of the poet,
Ingredient abounds in the pot.

Rhyme pepper appears along Haiku
Epigram stewed...

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Double Acrostic to Rictameter:  The conclusion of my "Image" series

Mit Wobet...

*******Double Acrostic*******


Malicious magician, with a condescending
Intuition> smooth, alluring with 
Tenacious passion.> supremely menacing.

Warden of your soul> life, his
Occupation> dedication in this role> a
Beast wrapped...

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Mother
                                  ...

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Exquisite Love:

Mesmerized by your every soft touch,
bringing forth exquisite feelings.
Each moment of bliss lingers,
enjoying your caress.
Warmth of our bodies
is so Divine,
heavenly,
we now
kiss.

Our love,
heated passion
escaping all of time.
We are lost within each other,
together bonded in our...

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A Rictameter Times Three




Aware 
Like in awake 
As one self is to be 
Diversified in all its ways 
Complexity forever simplified 
Incorporated primal truth 
With center quantified 
To complement 
Aware 
~
Content 
Beyond relaxed 
A soul...

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You can 
drive your whole life 
not look upon the face
of harbingers in spring wet earth. 
Remembering the ephemeral warm
Mediterranean summers
clean Petrich or fresh rain 
bucolic life 
setting.

Yielding 
a nostalgic 
propinquity city's
efflorescence dress brick building....

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''Is it still being a coward if you just feel your strength is slowly being drained out every time you grow a little too fast,? 
the feeling is that of a soul running out of...

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I can’t believe you are mad at me,
I’ve done nothing wrong that I can see,
Maybe it’s something that I’ve said,
Or perhaps something you have read.

Anger is a hot blooded beast,
That can ruin a man to...

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I don’t need God,
I’ve got cable’
I don’t go to church,
Even though I am able.

I don’t need God, 
I’ve got a cell phone,
As long as someone calls,
I am never alone.

I don’t need God,
I’ve got a roof...

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The Child
within me wakes
up every time I see
a chocolate, cake or ice cream.
I lick and relish every morsel while 
my husband says you are grown up.
I do it when I am
with family
at home

The Child 
within...

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Rigatoni Rictameter Probablamatic Poem
(Probably Italian.)

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There's No Refuting That Trump Is Turning Into A Good Leader



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Lonely
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His thoughts
              haunt him of his
      erstwhile dalliances and
     shady acts of propinquity...

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GOD’S THUMB IS ALSO HIS MIDDLE FINGER

I SUFFER THE DAYS DILEMMA
And vie with midnight’s madness
I suffer daylight’s RETRIBUTION
And at dawn, dusk or in the dark I suffer insufferable sadness
This right here I my entire ...

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Well we are almost there my friends
Another 24 hours to this years end
A year of turmoil it can be best described
Bad weather, political turmoil when analyzed
The media was harsh to our President elect
Who continually showed...

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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...

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Silence
                           Sound of dismay
     ...

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