Analysis of Silver Throne
Silver Throne 2009 (TN)
A frosty breath blew through last night,
And so, came the wind and the sleet.
To decorate each bow and tree,
While we were all asleep.
Now each tree is decked,
With drops of silver light,
To take our breaths away,
At the magical sight.
Should it be true that silver fell,
To line the nature around?
To laden the grass,
And touch up the pine,
And make each limb lean and bow?
And at the top of the great oak tree,
Rapped in his royal red robe,
Sits the cardinal red as can be,
Perched on his silver throne.
Scheme | AXBX XAXA XXXXX BXBX |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 01011111 01101001 1101101 110101 11111 111101 1110101 101001 11111101 1101001 11001 01101 0111101 010110111 1011011 101001111 111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 511 |
Words | 119 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 5, 4 |
Lines Amount | 17 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 97 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 25 |
About this poem
Inspiration came to me when I stepped off my porch after an ice storm. As if all was Silver.
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