Analysis of Dusty Road To Dreams
Early morning before the sun is awake we sleepily with high anticipation prepare
Faded camo, favorite hole filled fishing shirt, Irish Setter snakes boots zipped and snapped with care
Load up the Ford we move through the fog to the base of stories, beloved hunting camp
Stacked sacks, nuggets of gold, handlers bottled water; Polaris excitedly waits on a lowered ramp
Traveling down the dusty road of dreams, curves that turn never knowing what treasure we might find
Turkey season waits in dreams of late March, drumming, calling gobblers, purring at our minds
Weaving through the timber past the towering pines, care-takers of this sacred ground
Silence broken in step of twigs echo’s of two legged intruders the creatures alarm warning sound
Topping the crest of a hills view that cuddles Kendall Creek walled with Georgia red clay
Scouting our course of the decline in hopes of keeping footing and dignity in tack today
Slipping and gripping on Mother Nature’s vines so elegantly placed as ropes for the clumsy to grasp
Laughter of safety births from our hearts, we made it without skinned kness to the bottom as last
Stones smooth, some are textured, some with a mossy coat hunkered down in early Spring's cool water
Each inviting sole of high topped boots pick me, pick me, I promise I won’t let you falter
Crystals of sand reflecting sparkles from the sun in harmony with the grace of creek’s flow
Here all questions of God are answered, a path close to heaven, He’s here with us, this we both know
Keen eye’s searching for signs, and smells an intruder that came unwelcomed on these precious borders
The code of respect to God’s creatures, and a man's hunting lease is one honored by true hunters
The sweet feel of His breath is the day’s breeze pushes away the rising engulfment moment of anger
Be still my child in where you are, don’t make their mistake make you and your ways of blessings be altered
Shyly I look to his presence and smile, forgive me for I know what you speak to me is the truth
I thank you Lord for the blessing of the hunt where I find you always returns me to my humble youth
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Metre | 10100101101110011001001 1011001110110101110111 11011110110111001101 1110111010100100100110101 10010101111111010110111 10101011111010100101101 10101010100111011101 1010011110111001001001101 1001101111101111011 101011001011101001000101 1001011010111000111101011 10110111011110111101011 111110110111010101110 1010111111111110111110 1011010101010100101111 11101111001111011111111 11101101101011010111010 01101111000110111101110 01111110111001010110110 111101111110111011110110 101111100101111111111101 111110101011111101111101 |
Characters | 2,104 |
Words | 375 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 22 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
Lines Amount | 22 |
Letters per line (avg) | 77 |
Words per line (avg) | 17 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 77 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 17 |
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Submitted on February 24, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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