Analysis of Husk
I saw the brown withered husk
of you
just lying in the sunshine,
the dust motes perching
on the crown of your skull.
I stared and thought,
so this is what it's come to,
what I have took forward to.
A withered, ghastly thing,
a waif of the world
lost in her own shadow.
I stroked the leathery skin
and up close,
you weren't so bad,
just tragic.
I know you tried.
You don't need to tell me.
You were full of everyone else's life
but empty in that space
where your own should have been.
I lived inside the sunbeams
streaming through your window,
and all the time,
I wish you did too.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101101 11 110001 0111 101111 1101 1111111 1111101 010101 01101 10011 1101001 011 11011 110 1111 111111 101110101 110011 111111 110101 101110 0101 11111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 582 |
Words | 130 |
Sentences | 8 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 24 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 19 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 446 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 114 |
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Written on January 10, 2024
Submitted by LadyPhantasmagoria on January 10, 2024
Modified by LadyPhantasmagoria on January 10, 2024
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