Analysis of Time Is Blurred
Joe Strickland 1986 (Hobbysville, SC)
The damned find pleasure
In fleeting moments,
Be it in the gaze of a faithful pup
Or a square of wax melting slow
They revel in the destruction
Of cities, countries, and continents,
In the flames that devour
Maidens and monsters alike.
Hawks circle and swoop
Amidst peach trees,
Their claws grasping at the
Turbulent sea below.
Time is blurred,
Drunk and drenched,
A never-ending bonfire
Melting all and everything,
Simultaneously wet and aflame.
For the damned, this is bliss
Life in the chaos,
A tantalizing intersection
Of pleasure and pain,
Of everything, all at once.
Scheme | ABXCDBAX XXXC XXAXX XXDXX |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 01110 01010 1100110101 10111101 11000010 110100100 0011010 1001001 11001 0111 111010 100101 111 101 0101010 101010 010001001 101111 10010 0100010 11001 110111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 577 |
Words | 111 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 4, 5, 5 |
Lines Amount | 22 |
Letters per line (avg) | 21 |
Words per line (avg) | 4 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 115 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 24 |
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Written on May 17, 2023
Submitted by JoeStrickland on May 17, 2023
Modified by JoeStrickland on May 17, 2023
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