Analysis of The Revival
Jeffrey Beau Winner 1976 (Vestal NY 13850)
Who knew I could write?
Who knew how far back these verses sat inside me?
These emotions sometimes made my chest tight.
I needed a platform to set the sensations free.
Pen to paper, quickly jotting all that lies within.
Does it make sense?
In my mind and heart is where this all begins.
Grip the pen tighter as the body gets tense.
Should I continue to write, they will see me for how I am?
I will be naked to the world, open for judgement.
I just write without concern for the masses, simply don’t give a damn.
Writing from the heart as I sometimes wonder where that part of me went.
You can freeze time, you cannot keep it ice-covered forever.
Break the top layer to get what’s beneath.
For I too have seen some storms and have been weathered.
And from the bottom rung to the top of a ladder I would somehow reach.
My climb has been worth it, I have toppled many obstacles along the way.
But I do not need to prove anything anymore.
I cannot be broke down any further I am here to stay.
Tomorrow and years from now I assure you I will break down many doors.
And while the peaks and valleys still do exist.
I work hard to take in what has been learned.
Sometimes feeling bad that I could do something different, looking back is hard to resist.
But I have lived those chapters in my life; it is time the page has turned.
For I am not conflicted; as much as I am tried.
Experienced jubilee and triumphs but too have sat in a dark corner and cried.
Have to hit rock bottom to again reach the unreachable prize.
Like the phoenix from the ashes many times I would graciously rise.
I’m proud to have fought off some unseen tribulations.
Perhaps for years I sat in utter denial.
New experiences wait along with physical and emotional destinations.
I’m coming out the other side a better man and person as this is my ‘revival.’
By Jeffrey Beau Winner
Scheme | ABAB XCXC DXDX EXXX FXFX GHGH IIJJ KLKL E |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11111 111111101011 1010011111 110011100101 111010111101 1111 01101111101 10110101011 110101111111111 1111010110110 11101011010101101 10101110110111111 111111011110010 1011011001 111111101110 01010110110101111 1111111110101000101 11111111001 110111101011111 01011110111111101 01010101101 1111101111 0110111111010010111101 11111100111110111 1111010111111 01001001011110011001 1111101011001001 10101010101111001 111111101010 011111010010 101000101110000100010 1101010101010101111010 110110 |
Closest metre | Iambic heptameter |
Characters | 1,900 |
Words | 393 |
Sentences | 33 |
Stanzas | 9 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 1 |
Lines Amount | 33 |
Letters per line (avg) | 44 |
Words per line (avg) | 11 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 161 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 39 |
About this poem
This poem is healing and rebuilding oneself
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Written on January 17, 2019
Submitted by Jwinner1976 on April 28, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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