Analysis of S.O.S
the military airplanes circle six times overhaed
before deciding to land.
Bouncing red flames billow thick, black smoke,
making it extremely difficult for the rescuers
to grope around, in vain hope of finding our fragile bodies
sprawled haphazardly across the sandy, isolated island.
I sense strong, muscular arms supporting my clouded head which sways as he trudges slowly
with my semi-conscious body.
I refuse to hang on any longer, and succumb deeply into the brother of sleep.
Soon my lifeless corpse will be glared at by a room
full of masked aliens
who will dissect every aspect of my
prior mortality.
Scheme | AABCDAEAFGHIA |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 01001010111 011011 101110111 1010101001010 1101011110101010 110000101010010 1111001010110111111010 11101010 1011111010001100101011 111011111101 111100 1101100111 100100 |
Closest metre | Iambic hexameter |
Characters | 596 |
Words | 101 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 13 |
Lines Amount | 13 |
Letters per line (avg) | 38 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 495 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 101 |
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Submitted on March 10, 2011
Modified on May 01, 2023
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