Analysis of Her nightly Jester
If only my queen would tell me her name.
The grace of her steps towards her throne leaves me in awe, dumbfounded when her scent tackles me back into the reality of the day. The King is on his thrown, glaring at me. I have realized that what I want most I never will have, but I stare, regardless at the one that will never fully be mine. The depths of my soul are forced to wait patiently at her feet until it is time yet again for her to beckon me to her never ending quarters for another session of midnight jestering when the king refuses to come home to his palace.
Scheme | AB |
---|---|
Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101111101 01101010111011001011011010101010111111011111011111110111110101011110101101111111110010101111101101101101010101010101111010101111110 |
Characters | 568 |
Words | 113 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 2 |
Lines Amount | 2 |
Letters per line (avg) | 224 |
Words per line (avg) | 57 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 448 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 113 |
Font size:
Submitted on March 09, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
- 33 sec read
- 1 View
Citation
Use the citation below to add this poem analysis to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Her nightly Jester" Poetry.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 18 Apr. 2024. <https://www.poetry.com/poem-analysis/73409/her-nightly-jester>.
Discuss this Flowerchild poem analysis with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In