Analysis of First Sunrise
I was blind
But now I see.
It has opened up
A whole new world to me.
This morning I am sitting
On a blanket in the sand.
Waiting for something
That’s supposed to be grand.
I have been told
That there will never be
Anything more beautiful
For me to see.
I sit
And anticipate,
But all I can do
Is wait.
It’s finally time
It’s five thirty eight.
Can this really
Be so great?
I see it there
On the horizon.
The whole place
Is now brightening.
The colors spread
Across the sky.
It is so beautiful
My friends didn’t lie.
A simple thing in life
Makes me glad to be alive.
I’ll be back for the sunset.
At seven twenty five.
Scheme | ABCBDEDEFBGBHIJIKIBILMNDOPGPQRSR |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 111 1111 11101 011111 1101110 1010001 10110 101111 1111 111101 101100 1111 11 0010 11111 11 11001 11101 1110 111 1111 10010 011 11100 0101 0101 111100 1111 010101 1111101 111101 110101 |
Closest metre | Iambic dimeter |
Characters | 596 |
Words | 124 |
Sentences | 15 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 32 |
Lines Amount | 32 |
Letters per line (avg) | 15 |
Words per line (avg) | 4 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 471 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 124 |
About this poem
I was reading a poem by Mark Cloutier called "And a Fire is Lit" and the idea came to me. I had to write it right quick before I lost the thought.
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