Analysis of Mud Dreams
Greg Lanier 1962 (Atlanta, GA)
I wandered to the edge of town
And thought that I should turn around
But then a light came from the sky
That bade me question questioning why
And so I wandered a little farther
Unassuming - not a bother
When suddenly a truck came by
And splashed some mud into my eye
And so I screamed, “This isn’t fair!”
I threw a rock
I threw a chair
I threw a chair?
What’s this I said?
I had not ventured from my bed
Except to dream in tales of gloom
I still laid prisoned in my room
Then lying back from whence I came
I felt a subtle, itching pain
Reaching hands up to my head
I scratched until my finger’s bled
And to this day can’t understand
How mud clods filled my bleeding hands
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11010111 01111101 11011101 111101001 0111001010 0101010 11000111 01110111 0111111 1101 1101 1101 0111 11110111 01110111 11110011 11011111 11010101 1011111 11011101 0111101 11111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 662 |
Words | 136 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 11, 11 |
Lines Amount | 22 |
Letters per line (avg) | 24 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 263 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 68 |
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