Analysis of The Sea Flame
Wake each pitiful morning
Knowing there's no change
All of the day still yawning
Nothing new or strange
Trudge on through the rocky pass
That never seems to end
In a bauble made of glass
A world that is pretend
Often, the mind misleads
Barricades mar the soul
Keep walking to the sea
And you may reach the goal
We are so small, small, small
Any human knows
The flame is tall, tall, tall
Should you choose to grow
| Scheme | ABAB CDCD XEXE FXFX |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | Quatrain (75%) |
| Metre | 1110010 10111 1101110 10111 1110101 110111 0010111 011101 100101 10101 110101 011101 111111 10101 011111 11111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 397 |
| Words | 79 |
| Sentences | 1 |
| Stanzas | 4 |
| Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4 |
| Lines Amount | 16 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 21 |
| Words per line (avg) | 5 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 82 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 20 |
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Submitted on November 23, 2010
Modified on March 05, 2023
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