Prickled
The sky was prickled with white spots
And a hugh chalk dot
The lines the other birds made weren't audible
The trees had died even more than the grey curtain
I kissed him in my mind earlier that day
Noone else like him has really compared
Then I slept looking at the stars
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Written on November 09, 2023
Submitted by heathert.34240 on November 09, 2023
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Scheme | ABCDEFG |
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 271 |
Words | 53 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 7 |
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