Analysis of Torching the clouds.
The sun torched its way across the clouds,
And onward across the greying mountains,
Smoothing the fields and forests with gay heights, embering golden crosses into the turquoise morning.
The emitting ball danced atop the horizon
While spruse trees blonde into feathered flakes of glory,
Beams dapple, fire and wave their blessings across our eyes 'till we can open them no more, its aura yealding to peach hues,
Dancing meadows allowed our blinded souls through.
Baby sheens, orbs of light, explosions of colours new, framed with aeroplanes rows and columns, rockets bare their futuristic powers.
Scheme | ABCDEFGH |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 011110101 0100101010 1001010111110100101010 001011010010 111101101110 11100111001101111101111101111 10101101011 1011110101111111010101101010 |
Characters | 589 |
Words | 95 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 8 |
Lines Amount | 8 |
Letters per line (avg) | 61 |
Words per line (avg) | 12 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 487 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 95 |
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Written on October 06, 2021
Submitted by heathert.34240 on October 06, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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