Analysis of Trick or Treat
Just now, there is a stranger in my bed
Blue eyes, white skin and straight flowing hair
Blowing in the wind of my standing fan
I did not hear my kinky-haired wife make her exit
I did not see my olive-skinned baby leave
But this stranger in her place is as comfy as our black cat
Curled up in our bed at will – My wife’s and mine
Her gaze so deep, so uncomfortably familiar
Her smile so slight with its gentle lift
Possessing my soul and reading my thoughts
In her foreign casing, so disconcerting
But her callaloo birthmark is on the very same spot
This mysterious witch who pulls at my heart!
Scheme | ABCDEFGHIJKLM |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1111010011 111101101 1000111101 1111110111010 11111101101 1110001111011011 110101111101 011110100010 011111101 0101101011 0010101010 10111101011 10100111111 |
Closest metre | Iambic hexameter |
Characters | 596 |
Words | 114 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 13 |
Lines Amount | 13 |
Letters per line (avg) | 36 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 471 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 114 |
About this poem
As beauty technology evolves, women are able to transform themselves to the point that they are almost unrecognizable to those around them, including their loved ones. This poem explores the impact of one such transformation.
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