Analysis of The real folk blues
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The real folk blues
I am dancing into the pyre
constantly tormenting you
hearing my words echo and sway
into the luminous platitiudes.
Such courage in rough and beckoning
and such deliverance upwielding
But hope is a stream and a closet
whereas my life is beckoning.
Oh, where does the Purity Chalice glow?
Is it as luminous as the volgrat nor as listening
as Poseidon's shore?
I have but one love to live for,
and that is to write
to write stories that pretend, as well as
entries that are pretending.
How luminous a world I be, is my only cry
Indeed...how luminous a world I be...
Scheme | AX XXXA BBXB XBCCXXB XX |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1111 0111 111001010 100101 10111001 0101001 110010100 0101001 111010010 01111100 1110100101 11110010111100 10101 11111111 01111 1110101111 1011010 1100011111101 11000111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 654 |
Words | 127 |
Sentences | 11 |
Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 4, 4, 7, 2 |
Lines Amount | 19 |
Letters per line (avg) | 27 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 103 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 22 |
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