Analysis of Quornna Stilt
My Concuss mind
allows you
to plunge me deeper
into your world
might you spare
me
from your might
that I
am a flower in your hands
crush me and let
my seeds fall
to restore the
love that might
lack your betterance
then as lovers might
I humble myself
within the graces of
romance.
Inclined to be
might I never denied
be perfect in
the humbled
graces of
Love
| Scheme | ABCDEFGHIJKLGIGMNOFPQRNN |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 111 011 11110 0111 111 1 111 11 1010011 1101 111 1010 111 111 11101 1101 010101 01 0111 111001 1010 010 101 1 |
| Closest metre | Iambic dimeter |
| Characters | 987 |
| Words | 71 |
| Sentences | 2 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 24 |
| Lines Amount | 24 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 12 |
| Words per line (avg) | 3 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 287 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 70 |
About this poem
Born into being from the scrap piles of existence Trumpets and stumepets. Might the strings of lyres music the night so lovers might find one another to steeple their lies into love!.
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Submitted by allanterry542curtis on December 13, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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