Analysis of Not much more
Sitting here with morning coffee and my dog of red.
Not much more I think can be said.
Surrounded by poverty of heart and soul,
I can take only so much, lonely I'm afraid,
is taking its toll.
Never been this close to just letting go.
The cold outside seems to have touched my heart.
It's not who I am, hate playing the part
Not much more I think can be said,
sitting here with my friend the dog of red.
Scheme | aAbcbdeeAa |
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Poetic Form | Etheree (20%) |
Metre | 1011101001111 11111111 01011001101 111101110101 11011 1011111101 0111111111 1111111001 11111111 1011110111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 402 |
Words | 89 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 10 |
Lines Amount | 10 |
Letters per line (avg) | 31 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 309 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 81 |
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Written on November 22, 2002
Submitted by leebrock on September 27, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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