Analysis of This Morning
I woke up and struggled out of bed;
It’s these mornings that make me not
Want to keep hauling myself into the dreary
Monotony of the everyday business world.
I stumble out into a crisp winter dawn,
My bare feet touch concrete and send icy
Jolts up through my body.
I rub grainy sleep from my eyes
And glance momentarily up at the sky---
Immediately I am captivated by the beauty before me.
A dozen colors paint the heavens
As the sun rears its glorious head.
Roan red spreads in chalky strokes
While orange, purple, and yellow
wisp about the sky in playful swirls.
A breeze, like a breath from the sun,
Fills my lungs with new life and energy.
This morning, different from all others,
I am awake. I am here to face the day.
Scheme | ABCDECCFGCHAIJKLCMN |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 111010111 11101111 11110101010 010010101101 11010101101 1111010110 111110 11101111 0101001101 01000111001010011 010101010 101111001 111011 11010010 101010101 01101101 1111110100 1101001110 11011111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 707 |
Words | 136 |
Sentences | 8 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 19 |
Lines Amount | 19 |
Letters per line (avg) | 30 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 568 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 136 |
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Submitted on May 01, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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