Analysis of Whose Fruit Are We
Not born of one, yet kin to all,
We sprout from seeds that gently fall.
Nurtured by the sun, by rain, by grace,
We climb and weave in nature's space.
Whose fruit are we? A mingled breed,
Of sun and soil, of wind and seed.
From countless hands, our essence grows,
A tapestry where every petal shows.
We bloom, we wither, time takes flight,
Yet in our essence, all unite.
For in the end, beneath the sun,
We're simply fruit, become as one.
Scheme | AABB CCDD EEFF |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain |
Metre | 11111111 11111101 101011111 11010101 11110101 11011101 110110101 01001100101 11110111 10101011 10010101 11010111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 439 |
Words | 96 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 28 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 110 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 28 |
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