Analysis of Blooming
I am his daughter
and heavily guarded.
This house, dark, undaunted,
smells of twenty year old
flowers from her funeral.
The scent drives him mad.
Oh, mother, my mother, your
death blooms fill his head.
His eyes, when they assess
me, petal oveer with fear.
He seeks this bloom in me.
And he finds it - it blooms
in my smile, its fragrance
warms my blood. I am a
funeral wreath, a shrouded
bulb. Under lock and key,
I escape the sun, leaved over
in grey foliage, rooted to my
inheritance, budding up death.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11110 010010 111010 111011 1010100 01111 1101101 11111 111101 110111 111101 011111 011110 111110 1001010 110101 10101110 01101011 01001011 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 486 |
Words | 94 |
Sentences | 9 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 19 |
Lines Amount | 19 |
Letters per line (avg) | 20 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 387 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 94 |
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