Analysis of Migrations
The dark rises early
In the dying breath of October.
The garden is now quietly
Resting its season of labor.
It will vanish and reappear,
Giving birth from the miracle of seed and water,
hoe and spade,
As it has always done.
The Purple Martins and Hummingbirds have left,
Hearing a distant song in the wind,
an ancestral voice of wisdom,
To leave the short twilight of fall
And follow the wide sails
Of the valley south.
Watching us below
dancing like souls on the water.
They will also, return,
Thru a light of remembrance.
To nest,
And feed their fledglings,
From this wealth of land and food,
When the leaves return,
As if they too have heard,
The whippoorwill from the
Dark behind the Oaks
In the early light of morning.
Scheme | ABABXBXX XXXXCXXB DXXCXDXXXX |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 011010 001011010 01011100 10110110 1110001 1011010011010 101 11111 0101001011 100101001 10101110 1101111 010011 10101 10101 10111010 111001 1011010 11 0111 1111101 10101 111111 0110 10101 00101110 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 739 |
Words | 156 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8, 10 |
Lines Amount | 26 |
Letters per line (avg) | 22 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 191 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 44 |
About this poem
Living now in the Southwest corner of Missouri. Large garden and large bird and wildlife population.
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