Analysis of Seasons
Michael J Hill 1948 (Devon)
When the wondrous heat of Summer, has begun to fade away,
And the first great shower of Summer rain, deigns to invade our day.
The petrichor, such fragrant aroma, delights our sense of smell,
And man, woman, and child all know, that everything is well.
When leaves and flowers have gently drooped, and birds less sing.
’Tis then mens feelings, lightly turn to thoughts of love, not Spring.
As the dark of night, much earlier, closes in to end our day,
Migrating birds have taken flight, to find warmth far away.
The rainclouds start to form, the old North wind begins to blow,
It forces in the coldness, that predicts the fall of snow.
Then Christmas songs resound around the shops in every town,
And money is spent on presents, so that no-one gets let down.
Then soon, that Christmas cheer is gone. and Wintertime sets in,
With chilly New Year winds, with frost and snow it all wears thin.
Iced up windscreens, iced up locks, and cars that fail to start,
Sliding your car to work, has now, become a work of art.
But it’s not a time to be depressed, it won’t last, very long,
Spring will be here very soon, with birds all in fine song.
The land will fill with lovely sights, of flowers and leaves anew,
With landscapes well bedecked with flora, all of wondrous hue.
The land will glow with Spring delight, the sun will shine so bright,
Getting stronger every day, then comes the shorter night.
With Spring rains gone and smells afresh, life is great it’s plain,
As the land warms up and people too, Summer’s here again.
Michael J Hill © February 2020
Scheme | AABB CCAA DDEE FFGG HHII JJXX X |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 101011101011101 00111011011101101 011100100110111 0110011111011 1101011010111 11110101111111 10111110010011101 1011101111101 0111101110111 11000101010111 11011010101001 010111101111111 1111011101010 11011111011111 111111011111 10111111010111 111011101111101 1111101111011 011111011100101 1110111011101 01111101011111 10101001110101 1111010111111 10111010110101 1011100 |
Closest metre | Iambic heptameter |
Characters | 1,581 |
Words | 314 |
Sentences | 15 |
Stanzas | 7 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 1 |
Lines Amount | 25 |
Letters per line (avg) | 48 |
Words per line (avg) | 11 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 172 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 41 |
About this poem
As I've grown older I have become so aware of the seasons seeming to pass faster. I thought I would put this into words and this is what I came up with.
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Written on February 02, 2020
Submitted by michaeljhill48 on November 11, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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