Category Archives: Rictameter

A rictameter is a nine-line poem. Its pattern of syllables goes 2,4,6,8,10,8,6,4,2. The first line and the nineth line must be the same.

The Inner Chamber

I crawl inside myself … no probing questions or superficial salutations. My energy restored by solitude …the luxury of being the center of inattention. Into my shell I crawl.

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Still Life

She stands still and silent, her full shape like a pear, as the class sketches and studies her. The seamless curves and lines of the body in proportion and perspective a perfect rendering on paper, now she stands.

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The Art of Listening

Presence. An awareness… …being in the moment… fully engaged with another. Listening, forgiving, no judgment. Open to complete communion without regard to self. Wholly holy presence.

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Aging Gracefully

Old age. We all get there one way or another. Even my dog is showing age. His chin gray and his eye muscles sagging. But he wags his tail happily and keeps moving … slowly. There is grace in old … Continue reading

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Alleluia!

Jesus lived among us suffering for our sins, Crucified, He died on the cross. With great joy, His resurrection from death we celebrate this Easter Day. Our faith and hope reborn in the risen Jesus.

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The Eyes Have It

Eyes wide open.  Learning from mistakes in the past. Knowing what to expect is half the battle in conquering the demons of failure and uncertainty. The present is a gift. Enjoy, opening eyes wide.

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Luminosity

Exposed. Bare and naked, alone, yet in a crowd. Well-clothed in a veneer of shame, the essence of true self hiding beneath; shedding the dead skin to reveal the ultimate reward, an enigma exposed.

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Quenched by the Light

Jesus, living water, in You we are sustained. We hasten in darkness, seeking You O Lord, our thirst leading us onwards. You deliver us into light. Praise to our redeemer, God’s holy son, Jesus. **************************************** Inspired by the hauntingly lovely … Continue reading

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Vertigo

Shifting priorities relentlessly grinding the day to a halt only to begin again in a whole different direction like a carnival ride. Look for the horizon. Steadfast, never shifting.

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Tears

The eyes are the windows into the human soul. Agony, pain, deep sorrow, pure joy, great passion, and adoration. The emotions born in the heart brimming to the surface looking out through the eyes.

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