Analysis of The Prodigal



Today, I fed a horse still wild,
and asked him with my rhyme

To blaze the silver meteor’s trail,
to where the words collide

I filled him with one final verse,
to sharpen my refrain

And mounted for that one last ride
—to go back home again

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)


Scheme XX XA XX AX X
Poetic Form
Metre 01110111 011111 110101001 110101 11111101 110101 01011111 111101 11
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 260
Words 50
Sentences 1
Stanzas 5
Stanza Lengths 2, 2, 2, 2, 1
Lines Amount 9
Letters per line (avg) 23
Words per line (avg) 6
Letters per stanza (avg) 41
Words per stanza (avg) 10
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Submitted by KurtPhilipBehm on March 15, 2020

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Kurt Philip Behm

Longtime writer with twelve books in publication. Three of them Poetry. : The Death Of The Playground : The Sword Of Ichiban : Searching For Crazy Horse : Darkening Sun : An Anthology Of Perception-Vol's 1 & 2 : After Midnight : Sammy And Bumpers : The Fall City Mandate : Revenge Along The War Trail : Death from The Sky more…

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