Analysis of Aging
Years have rolled up like blinds
distortion at work.
Ceremonies have come and gone,
no point in counting the minutes
So many have passed.
Observances and acts
Yawning behind fallen leaves.
I am a long way from the beginning.
But how far from the end?
The heat is still on,
But my old bones feel cold.
My years have been cut in half.
I breathe deeply hoping
To remind myself that I am still me.
I know I am standing in a doorway
Between evening and day.
Serenading me, age circles
With her faceless invitation.
She tap-dances past my door,
I kick up my heels and join her.
Surprise shows on her wrinkled face.
She evaporates behind my faded curtains,
Leaving me more amused than concerned.
Scheme | ABCDEFGHIJKLHMNNOPQRSTU |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 111111 01011 1001101 11010010 11011 010001 1001101 1101110010 111101 01111 111111 1111101 111010 101111111 111110001 011001 0101110 1010010 1110111 11111010 01110101 10100111010 101101101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 666 |
Words | 126 |
Sentences | 13 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 23 |
Lines Amount | 23 |
Letters per line (avg) | 24 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 544 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 126 |
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Submitted on May 01, 2011
Modified on April 27, 2023
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