Analysis of Old Friends
Joe Strickland 1986 (Hobbysville, SC)
It's curious, isn't it?
How there is no real word
Or phrase that captures
The essence of those old friends
Who've just met.
He and I encountered
Each other by chance
United by sports
And a fondness for drinks.
We spend hours chatting away
With cigarettes and glasses in hand.
He's black, I'm white
Diverse backgrounds we bring
Yet, we both share scars
Of pain, loss, and adversity.
To bystanders, we appear different
But it matters not to us.
We are just like kindred souls,
Linked by empathy
And a humane spirit.
| Scheme | XAXXX AXXXXXXXXB XXXBX |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | Tetractys (35%) Etheree (30%) |
| Metre | 1100101 111111 11110 0101111 011 101010 11011 01011 001011 11101001 10101001 1111 01111 11111 11100100 110101100 1110111 1111101 11100 000110 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 517 |
| Words | 102 |
| Sentences | 8 |
| Stanzas | 3 |
| Stanza Lengths | 5, 10, 5 |
| Lines Amount | 20 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 20 |
| Words per line (avg) | 5 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 134 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 31 |
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