Analysis of After a Rough Day
I must light a candle,
and circle my wits.
Yielding my defeat;
I’m not a hero outwardly,
But a warrior inside.
Days run roughshod,
There is no repeat.
Adversity gives rise to change,
and the loneliness lingers.
Because it is right.
Finding freshness in furry,
I’ll fight on in might.
Seasons roll on,
and day turns to night.
Rest up and sleep firmly.
While dreams cast over,
I’m restored by divine.
My soul runs over,
and my spirit grinds.
The day begins.
Scheme | XXABX XAXXC BCXCB DXDXX |
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Poetic Form | Etheree (45%) Tetractys (30%) |
Metre | 111010 01011 10101 11010100 1010001 1111 11101 01001111 0010010 01111 1010010 11101 1011 01111 110110 11110 101101 11110 01101 0101 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 472 |
Words | 104 |
Sentences | 11 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 5, 5, 5, 5 |
Lines Amount | 20 |
Letters per line (avg) | 18 |
Words per line (avg) | 4 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 88 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 21 |
About this poem
I wrote this poem to honor the process of healing with reflections and divine intervention after a daily struggle.
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