Analysis of Growing Pains
I mourn my childhood.
I am back where I was eleven years ago, just with different eyes.
I see the streetlights from the driver's side, and I see my old home from a neighbor's view.
A new car is in the driveway, and the old tree was cut down. The house in the corner was painted over, and our rotting fence has been replaced.
There is no trace of my childhood apart from the second story window. I can see her there, eyes fiery with curiosity, knees scraped from playing too hard.
A silhouette.
My young ghost.
I am grown, I am grieving.
And the dying tree, the rotting fence, and the old house mourn with me.
Scheme | ABCDEFGHI |
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Poetic Form | Nonet (22%) |
Metre | 1111 111111010101111001 11011010101111110101 0111001001111101001011010010101111 11111110110101010111011100101001111011 001 111 1111110 0010101010011111 |
Closest metre | Iambic octameter |
Characters | 617 |
Words | 125 |
Sentences | 12 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 9 |
Lines Amount | 9 |
Letters per line (avg) | 52 |
Words per line (avg) | 13 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 470 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 117 |
About this poem
I recently moved away to college, which means living by myself for the very first time. I'm back in the same city I grew up in, which makes for a pretty nostalgic feeling. :')
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Written on September 02, 2023
Submitted by sophiaschneider on September 19, 2023
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