Analysis of Seasons that don't exist
It is cold in the Winters woods
As I walk through a land,
Brown bark, green branches and white snow
Silver scars on my hand.
I have seen the grave of Autumn
I have heard Spring's last cry,
I have found the blood of Summer
The day she came to die.
Now I walk through the Winter's woods
Treading on ground of graves,
I have forgotten all that died
All killed by winter's waves.
Colour never was but silver
Snow clad brown trees with green,
The sun never shone on this land
A blossom was never seen.
Myths and mysteries they became
Winds with an Autumns twist,
Spring's perfection, summer's daylight
Seasons that don't exist.
Scheme | ABXB XCDC AEXE DFBF XGXG |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain |
Metre | 11100101 111101 11110011 101111 11101110 111111 11101110 011111 11110101 101111 11010111 111101 1101110 111111 01101111 0101101 10100101 11111 1010101 101101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 603 |
Words | 115 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 20 |
Letters per line (avg) | 25 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 98 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 23 |
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Submitted on May 01, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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