Analysis of The Weary Inheritance
Joe Strickland 1986 (Hobbysville, SC)
In the tangled thicket
Of family trees,
My weary heart
Sings an ache,
I'm now a father,
A son of sorrows,
Where blessings often
Hide beneath curses.
Generations past,
Their faint echoes linger,
Rustling through bloodlines,
Clinging like weeds,
And I, their heir,
Ear their weight,
Burdened by the yoke
Of ancestral strife.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 001010 11001 1101 111 11010 01110 11010 10110 0101 111010 1011 1011 0111 111 10101 10101 |
Closest metre | Iambic dimeter |
Characters | 331 |
Words | 69 |
Sentences | 2 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 16 |
Words per line (avg) | 3 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 128 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 27 |
About this poem
This poem reflects on the struggles and desires of fatherhood, specifically the longing to overcome and break the patterns of generational curses.
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