Analysis of Twisting
The wise old God yawned his final flower into the world.
Its leaves were dry and its petals faded as dust but its stem reached higher than the trees and mountains and even clouds.
Tiny white cockroaches climbed it until they couldn't catch their breath.
Birds scratched at it and made their nests out of the rough remnants of the earth.
It was but a final spotlight from the pupil of God.
And as the brink of Armageddon was touched it detached its roots as the earth vanished into a puff of smoke.
And crossed space like a rocket until finally coming to a stop shedding its petals like shooting stars, its leaves like tiny magic carpets.
Its stem the final sign.
Male fertility.
Scheme | ABCDEFGHI |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 01111110100101 1101011010111111101010100101 101101101110111 11110111110110101 1110101101011 01011010111011110110010111 01110100110010101101101101111101010 110101 10100 |
Characters | 680 |
Words | 132 |
Sentences | 9 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 9 |
Lines Amount | 9 |
Letters per line (avg) | 60 |
Words per line (avg) | 14 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 544 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 124 |
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Written on June 11, 2022
Submitted by HeatherLydiaThornhill on June 11, 2022
Modified on March 07, 2023
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