Analysis of The Search
I lie awake
sucked into the silence of the night.
Noise comes only from my coursing blood,
the echoing beat of the clock,
the screams of grass under frost.
Eyes wide open
searching the blackness,
a climber on glaze
unable to confirm any hold.
My mind open like a flower
desperate to attract the bee.
Questions implore the darkness
but not one answer comes.
Petals close as sleep embraces.
I find no reason here
only the vastness of my quest.
Scheme | ABCDEFGHIJKGLMNO |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101 101010101 111011101 01001101 0111101 1110 10010 01011 010101101 11101010 1010101 1001010 111101 10111010 111101 10010111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 426 |
Words | 80 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 16 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 22 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 352 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 80 |
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Submitted on March 10, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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