Analysis of Firehouse
I sat beneath the old saffron
willow, crumbling leaves
to dust in my soft palms.
Autumn creeped in once again,
setting the trees on fire and carrying
their leaves away with the cool wind.
I looked across the dirt road, at the
old, blackened house, bathed in sunlight.
The peeling paint leapt out like specks of glitter into the wind.
Years of memories were still trapped within its walls.
More than the leaves caught fire.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11010110 11001 110111 1010101 10011100100 11011011 110101110 1101101 010111111100101 111000110111 1101110 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 423 |
Words | 82 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 10, 1 |
Lines Amount | 11 |
Letters per line (avg) | 31 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 169 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 38 |
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Written on 2017
Submitted by lifeasalyric on November 04, 2022
Modified on March 26, 2023
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