Analysis of Love Lives to Tell Another Story
Ronald-Bunch 1982 (Grand Rapids)
Rain to muddy puddles.
Love to murky troubles.
I find my way
On a rainy day.
A play all wet,
I’m very upset.
No glee under a tree.
To wait until not wet.
I sigh as the leaves dry,
My clothes are soaking wet.
I try not to fret,
I place my new clothes in a set,
My old I threw in a backpack,
It's caught in a net.
Now I’m clean and dry.
My shoes I tie.
I rest until the rains die.
Now I have a new play to write.
Inky smears.
I sigh at the tears,
To all of my fears,
To the ones I love,
Even to die,
I write this new play
Titled: The Rain Killed It
But Love Lives to Tell Another Story,
And evenly I cry.
Scheme | AABBCCDCECCCFCEEEGHIHJEBKDE |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 111010 111010 1111 10101 0111 11001 111001 110111 111011 111101 11111 11111001 1111001 11001 11101 1111 1101011 11101111 101 11101 11111 10111 1011 11111 100111 1111101010 010011 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 580 |
Words | 133 |
Sentences | 14 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 27 |
Lines Amount | 27 |
Letters per line (avg) | 16 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 442 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 133 |
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