Analysis of Cold Voice
Heather Lydia Thornhill 1981 (Manchester)
The child's voice tickled my ears
Stern it protested the winter chills
Fears leave me behind
Not to face Ill meals
Reddened its charred nose
Dripping on hair high
Goosebumps on toes
Frostbitten limbs
Chilled to the bone
Where is my home
If home is your own.
Scheme | ABCDEFEGHIH |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 0111011 110100101 11101 11111 1111 10111 111 101 1101 1111 11111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 248 |
Words | 47 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 11 |
Lines Amount | 11 |
Letters per line (avg) | 19 |
Words per line (avg) | 4 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 209 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 47 |
About this poem
Winter air tickling our vocal chords is a sour laugh to a homeless child.
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Written on October 02, 2021
Submitted by heathert.34240 on October 02, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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