Metamorphosis
August heat burns the tops of the dry grass;
As one stands out there in the great expanse of Texas plains.
One forgets the experience of being alone.
One forgets the nature of the human soul;
That absorbs the faraway look of the plains.
Pale blue bleeds the horizons of the sky;
While vibrant blue sharpens the center sky.
The heat is overwhelming until a breeze blows through;
Sometimes, a harsh wind feels like the gates of hell has opened.
Coyotes and other animals do not move on days like this;
One bit of friction or a lit cigarette produces hellish flames.
The horizon turns a dark purple as the sun slowly sinks;
There is fiery dragon’s breath moving according to the speed of the wind;
The fire dances like bright, red demons to burn the grass to black ash;
When springtime comes after the winter snows stop, the plains will turn green;
As green as a Leprechaun’s hat.
Beautiful flowers will make blankets of color on rolling hills;
It is then the plain renews itself like some miraculous metamorphosis.
About this poem
Living on the high Texas Plains is actually an incredible experience. There are dangers to contend with due to prairie fires and tornadoes but the experience of meeting good people and of having a front seat view of beautiful thunderstorms and the sky is well worth it.
Written on March 29, 2023
Submitted by Sam4522z on March 29, 2023
Modified on March 29, 2023
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Quick analysis:
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Closest metre | Iambic heptameter |
Characters | 1,033 |
Words | 214 |
Stanzas | 18 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
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