Analysis of The Acorn's Tree.
Heather Lydia Thornhill 1981 (Manchester)
I thought you'd thrive under my arm.
Little branch of an acorn tree.
Your leaves used to shine with merry charm.
You looked so strong with me.
I carried you down my lonely street.
And planted you firmly on your feet.
But the weather turned you white with disease.
It puts my heart ill at ease.
Maybe you'll come back to please.
And rise in glorious springtime breeze.
For now I do not realise your potential.
Perhaps one day you'll seem substantial.
Scheme | ABABCCDDDDEE |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11111011 10111101 111111101 111111 110111101 010110111 1010111101 1111111 1011111 01010011 1111111010 011111010 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 438 |
Words | 82 |
Sentences | 12 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 12 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 29 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 353 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 82 |
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Written on November 03, 2021
Submitted by heathert.34240 on November 03, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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