Analysis of Time
Ocean of scattered words of poem.
Sea of tiny shreds of thought.
Still wondering which ones will rhyme
Which ones I save
I'll take some time...
Oh see them march to the depths
Disordered steps
Words twirl, wind, encircle, dance, disengage, assemble
Thoughts hold these stable
But gently
And all settle quietly in a plate of prose
Here you go maester
Your Poetry served cold
At the bottom of this Ocean
Scheme | XXAXA XXB BXX XXX |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 101101110 1110111 11001111 1111 1111 1111101 0101 1110101001010 11110 110 011010000111 1111 110011 10101110 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 409 |
Words | 81 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 5, 3, 3, 3 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 80 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 18 |
About this poem
A poem about the creative process and its chief ingredient, time.
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