Analysis of CRANE BEACH TREASURE
I didn’t think I would miss the beach
I am not one to sit in the sand and bake,
but a friend asked me to go one Fall afternoon.
Along the way, the trees were starting
to change their colors,
slowly shedding from green
to red, orange, yellow.
The beach was sandy and warm.
We watched people and their dogs,
sitting on a large petrified piece of wood
sharing poetry.
Found ourselves at another beach…
no people,
just the seagulls,
an occasional jogger .
We spoke of life and death,
the beauty and ugliness
of the world.
Then a stillness, calmness
as we closed our eyes
to listen to the water
lapping the shore,
the gulls screeching,
and boats off in the distance.
A silence of friendship
a treasure.
Scheme | AXX BXXX XXXX AXX C XDXDX CXB X XC |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11111101 11111100101 10111111101 010101010 11110 101011 111010 0111001 1110011 1010110111 10100 100110101 110 101 1010010 111101 0100100 101 101010 111101 1101010 1001 0110 0110010 010110 010 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 713 |
Words | 155 |
Sentences | 8 |
Stanzas | 9 |
Stanza Lengths | 3, 4, 4, 3, 1, 5, 3, 1, 2 |
Lines Amount | 26 |
Letters per line (avg) | 21 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 61 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 14 |
About this poem
I wrote this poem after spending the day at the beach with a good friend and fellow poet.
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