Analysis of The Forest
Golden red the sunset at the end of a summer's day,
Bright silver the moon in the starlit night sky.
The owl sits in the highest tree,
scanning the ground for its prey.
With a silent rush of mighty wings,
The bird swoops -
and one life is exchanged for another.
Misty white the early dawn as the owl retires to sleep,
Soft grey her feathers, warming her restless young.
The lyrebird wakes from its nest below,
greeting the world with song.
With a final masterful flourish,
The bird waits -
and one call is answered by another.
Grey-green the eucalypts where the lyrebirds court and dance,
Light brown the splendid tail as the male displays his wares.
The currawong cries in its mournful voice,
while the kookaburra laughs at us all.
Scheme | AXXA XXB XXXX XXB XXXX |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1010110110101 11001001011 01100101 1001111 101011101 011 0111011010 10101011010111 11010100101 01111101 100111 101010010 011 0111101010 1101101101 1101011010111 01101101 1011111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 715 |
Words | 132 |
Sentences | 8 |
Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 3, 4, 3, 4 |
Lines Amount | 18 |
Letters per line (avg) | 32 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 116 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 26 |
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Submitted on May 01, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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