Analysis of Lady

Michael Watkins 1965 (San Diego)



A thousand strokes
of a painters hand
your beauty it'll never find,
But just one look
from a lovers eye
Sees true love of a different kind,
A million stars
with the brightest light
reflects how lovely your glow,
I cannot find words
that capture your smile-
in my silence, you already know,
In love and in life-
I'd give you my all
there's nothing that I wouldn't do,
Your beauty is art-
Your spirit is light-
What else can I say " I Love You".

By. Michael A Watkins.


Scheme XXAXXAXBCXXCXXDXBD X
Poetic Form
Metre 0101 10101 11010101 1111 10101 111101001 0101 10101 0111011 11011 11011 011010101 01001 11111 11011101 11011 11011 11111111 110010
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 501
Words 97
Sentences 3
Stanzas 2
Stanza Lengths 18, 1
Lines Amount 19
Letters per line (avg) 19
Words per line (avg) 5
Letters per stanza (avg) 179
Words per stanza (avg) 45

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Written on January 19, 2023

Submitted by michaelw.21046 on January 19, 2023

Modified on March 05, 2023

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