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Verse patterns
Answer for the clue "Verse patterns ", 6 letters:
meters
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Usage examples of meters.
The cat box is not much of a box, more of a smooth-hulled ovoid a mere six meters by three meters.
Violet leaves tumbled from the weirwood stand near the tower and scraped across the flagstone pavement twenty meters below.
Larger and broader than the one in which I had awakened, this structure had only one window -- an open archway thirty meters up the tower.
At the most, one could easily fall the thirty meters to the flagstones there.
My calculations -- so easily made from the pavement thirty meters below -- had been off a bit.
The chalma branch here was almost three meters below the sill of the open window.
I glanced up and saw speckles of sunlight through what may have been a temporary wooden roof some thirty meters higher and realized that this tower was little more than a glorified grain silo -- a giant stone cylinder sixty meters tall.
I realized that scattered sunlight illuminated the stone interior here, I could see a bit of rotted stairway there, and the full cylinder of the inside was visible meters above me -- but here, on my level, the majority of the interior was just .
The ship was not tall by spacecraft standards -- perhaps fifty meters -- and it was slender.
Halfway around the interior of the tower and fifteen meters below me, just visible before the curve of blackness blocked it off, a landing extended almost to the hull itself.
Neither man answers, but Marusyn nods toward Captain Marget Wu, who stands several meters away near a hedge.
It was a rug, a bit less than two meters long and a bit more than a meter wide.
Outside the mantis-eye blisters, the horizon tilts and the bizarre Time Tombs of Hyperion pass a thousand meters beneath them.
The five fan out so that several hundred meters separate them and hurtle southward into the dust cloud.
When I was a hundred meters above the tower, I set the direction -- the pen-light clamped in my teeth illuminating the inertial compass, lining up the mat along that invisible line, checking it against the topographic map the old poet had given me -- and held the palm of my hand on the acceleration pattern.