Analysis of Unsung Melody
Playing my guitar in the sun
swinging back and forth
singing with pollen in my throat
staring at the back porch
and a little red wagon filled with toys
where my children never play
where a woman never listens
will they be there when the song is through?
because my instincts are still strong
my convictions have always been
but she has never been
and my children have never played
my hair is growing bristled
the lines in my face growing deeper
my fingers press the fingerboard harder
my songs are lasting longer
fallen tree limbs lie on the ground
and the birds are scattering
as echoes fill the woods
it must be all the screaming
Scheme | ABCDEFGHIJJKLMMMNOPO |
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Poetic Form | Etheree (25%) |
Metre | 10101001 10101 10110011 101011 0010110111 1110101 10101010 111110111 01110111 1010111 111101 01101101 1111010 010111010 110101010 1111010 10111101 0011100 110101 1111010 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 612 |
Words | 116 |
Sentences | 2 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 20 |
Lines Amount | 20 |
Letters per line (avg) | 26 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 515 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 116 |
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Submitted on October 07, 2010
Modified on March 05, 2023
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