Winter (Rictameter)

by HansRik   Oct 16, 2005


Winter
Colourless skies
The harshest soul-less wind
resulting in shivering deaths
of the innocent joy of life, anon!
Striking with its powerful song,
annihilating Time,
consuming life...
Winter.

A 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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(Hans Rik- nom de plume)

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  • 19 years ago

    by Megann Lee

    I love this poem, exepcially the style of it, verrrrry good poem and good job. Also thanks for the comments on my poems I greatly appricatite that. ^_^

  • 19 years ago

    by Steven Beesley

    HanRik,

    Outstanding job, well done!

    regards,

    Steve

  • 19 years ago

    by Jamie

    I liked this form, i just write im not smart lol so this is cool that you can do this...great job i loved the vocab you used 5/5

  • 19 years ago

    by Feline Fatigue

    This is a truely captivating piece. I could feel every word, so much I began to shiver inside. You have incredible talent.
    The harshest soul-less wind
    What amazes me is that you combine things that otherwise would be considered irrelivent to each other, like soul and wind. You depict it as it is, soul-less, but in tern give the wind life. I don't know if you understand what I mean, but that's how I see it. 5/5. I look forward to your next poem.

  • 19 years ago

    by Fighter (Ariane L.)

    Amazing!!!!! you're so talented. keep it up!
    -xXx-

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