Analysis of THE DYING TREE
mad hippie poet 1974 (new jersey)
I am sitting outside watching the trees surrounding me start to grow their leaves, but one who stands there looks like a human without any clothes; why is this dying tree naked? I hear it asks itself.
All the other trees are starting to get their leaves, but here I stand, this dying tree. Why won't they put me out of my God damn misery and cut me the hell down? There is no one around, so I will not make a sound.
Wait, I said as I started to see rainfall instead of tears.
I have been sitting outside watching the leaves start to grow for many years, and you have always been my favorite. The moment that those words reached the tree branches was the second I saw my first leaf of green.
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| Metre | 111011100101011111111111110100110111110110111101 1010111011111111110111111111111000110111111011111101 11111101110111 1111011100111111010111111000101111011010101111111 |
| Characters | 692 |
| Words | 140 |
| Sentences | 8 |
| Stanzas | 3 |
| Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 2 |
| Lines Amount | 4 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 135 |
| Words per line (avg) | 34 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 180 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 45 |
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