Analysis of Insomnia
Who calls my name above the whispered wind song
and rustles yellow leaves near my window
while the weeping willow sways beneath a winter moon?
Mournful ghosts of forgotten dreams drift
unbeckoned through my mind, spreading ashes,
and taunting me
with hints of thyme and heather.
Beyond my darkened window lies a blanket of new snow
upon the earth and in the arms of naked trees,
like a virgin’s robe, leaving no hint of what’s beneath.
Still sleep evades me and in its place a cast of shadows
dance a silent ritual upon my bedroom wall
and my thoughts ramble down a thousand paths
this sleepless night.
Gently swooping down on the dark wings of fancy
the night wind eases through the trees saying whooo.
I wish I knew. I wish I knew.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11110101011 011011110 101011010101 101101011 11111010 0101 1111010 01110101010111 010100011101 1010110111001 1101100110111 101010001111 0111010101 1101 101011011110 01110101101 11111111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 725 |
Words | 133 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 17 |
Lines Amount | 17 |
Letters per line (avg) | 35 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 588 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 134 |
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