Rictameter Verse: A Web-Spinning Vixen

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In this Rictameter Verse, “Web-Spinning Vixen.”

Oh, the tapestry of life, the trap holes to fall. Getting around outer edges, to stand tall. Strength is the anchor that tethers mind, body, and soul. A rictameter verse poem and a digital art piece to thought provoking.

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Rictameter Verse: The Hidden Gate

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In this Rictameter Verse, “The Hidden Gate.”

Some of us hold the most profound emotions, bottled up of the struggles, of pain, of grief, and even of love, and only waiting for someone to help reveal, expose these hidden feelings…To open their hidden gate. To feel the release through talking, consoling, and possibly tears. Healing.

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Rictameter Verse – Soar High

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In this Rictameter Verse, “Soar High.”

One must find, dig deep inside one’s soul. An eagle is dying to fly with such strength so high if we can open our vessel and trust who we are. Weaknesses lie in the fallen feathers. 

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Daily Rictameter – Fireflies Dance

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In this daily Rictameter verse, “Firefly Dance”.
It is of the quiet, mystical delights. Nature in the seeing. Being, evolving in a spectacle of sheer silence as it dances before you void of noise. I wonder how many times we’ve crossed it or it us, unnoticed, unseen.

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Poetry: Can We Learn?

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A new Rictameter verse…”Can We Learn?” Struggles are stories that embed our life, with a lesson. And in the lesson, it can bring blessings if we as a whole can learn from it. Or are we adrift some ocean lost out in a sea of crashing waves. Bringing a digital art piece to capture the […]

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Poetry: My Home is the Blue Sky

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My home is the blue sky.

It could be the center of my universe, I have heard of other places be called the center of the universe. But most of all, I claim to be a humble soul.
Here as an observer, to view everything in color, of the day noises and nighttime noises too. To offer something to it, instead of taking something from it.

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Poetry: I Find a Temporary Place.

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…In this Rictameter verse, one can find a soothing, temporary place—each of us own it. We need to take time out for ourselves. A place, where we can find peace from the insanity of life. A calming place. Offering answers. Also, a serene digital art piece to accentuate the words written below.

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Poetry: Look Back Often

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Helping others is the greatest gift you can give to humanity and yourself. But you can get lost in the lending of helping hands. No point in losing your identity for the sake of another. A Rictameter verse and digital art piece to create the effect.

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Poetry: Sunday Morning Glow

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…Somedays are meant for kicking back and relaxing. Sunday’s are just those days for me. Wrote a little Rictameter verse poetry about Sunday’s and love, and created a digital art piece to take it even further.

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Poetry: Writing on Walls…It Speaks

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…Writings on walls speak depths of struggles, pain, and the blood of prices to be paid. They’re just painted, but they speak. I wanted to bring out how sprayed graffiti is more through this Rictameter versee than just somebody defacing an old place. It says more. It carries the history of lives. Can you feel it through this digital piece and poetry?

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Poetry: It’s There

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…OK! I’m obsessed with Rictameter verse. Something about writing this form of poetry just challenges me to bring inspiration and the strict format of syllables and words to one place. Then to top it off with a digital art piece to dramatize the whole effect. It’s there… One might find a few boulders in its […]

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Poetry: She Lived the Life She Was.

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A beckon draws in the darkness and spreads light to comforting souls lost in the rough waters of life. A Rictameter verse and a digital piece to create an ambiance of light.

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