Analysis of Lilly
Still inside my Lilly vase
When traps are still at bay,
Though my Lilies never chose,
Troubles storm, and even
Lillie's go into graves.
When summer comes
Our shells extend
We flutter on about. In the
Middle, yanked apart,
Emerging fields of gold.
In seasons we hide,
Inside we work solo,
In vacuum and space-
To keep us moist,
Daily and so we toil.
Fields emerge from Lillie’s
Deep beyond grazing cattle
Fields, still, they open out in June
And stay until October's end, but once
a Lilly blooms, they too go into graves.
Scheme | AXXXB XXXXX XXAXX AXXXB |
---|---|
Poetic Form | Etheree (60%) Tetractys (20%) |
Metre | 1011101 111111 1110101 101010 11011 1101 10101 11010100 10101 010111 01011 01111 01001 1111 100111 10111 1011010 11110101 0101010111 0101111011 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 527 |
Words | 107 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 5, 5, 5, 5 |
Lines Amount | 20 |
Letters per line (avg) | 20 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 102 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 24 |
About this poem
Lilly is a poem about how all things toil and die. It's not meant to be sad, but rather embraces the process that things must go through and meet in the end. I hope you enjoy reading my entry and consider my work worthy of publication
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Written on August 06, 2022
Submitted by mahawritesdaily on October 01, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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