Analysis of Perchance, some of the old warm ways?
Douglas Blair 1951 (London)
Is it possible
You might have time
To hear me out
Considering mine?
I know your day
Is plenty wired.
Numbers ask
For you inquire.
Physician bright
With hands so trained
And hours surgery
Your body drained.
We once were friends.
I’ve moved to Town.
I guess your skills.
Your great renown.
But where’s that Guy
Who fished our stream?
Who shared rude jokes
And shared a dream.
To bike through Europe
Once finished school.
But Pre-Med came.
Our friendship cooled.
Scheme | ABCDEFGHIJKJLMNMOPQPRSTU |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11100 1111 1111 01001 1111 11010 101 1101 0101 1111 010100 1101 1101 1111 1111 1101 1111 11101 1111 0101 11110 1101 1111 10101 |
Closest metre | Iambic dimeter |
Characters | 463 |
Words | 93 |
Sentences | 13 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 24 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 15 |
Words per line (avg) | 3 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 363 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 81 |
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Written on January 29, 2023
Submitted by dougb.72572 on January 29, 2023
Modified by dougb.72572 on January 29, 2023
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