Analysis of Old Friend
Old friend, I knew you well, weekends eve I saw you last.
Despite fire or best efforts, the outcome is the same.
Yet, day by day, at war with futility.
I sit, in guarded patience as the gradient of what what is and what was shifts.
Continuing cognizance of the shifts. No warning nor respecter of circumstance.
These halls a reminder.
Sounds, then echos then silence.
Baited breath.
| Scheme | ABCDEFGH |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 111111111111 0110111001101 11111110100 11010101010011110111 010010010111011110 110010 1110110 101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic hexameter |
| Characters | 387 |
| Words | 75 |
| Sentences | 10 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 8 |
| Lines Amount | 8 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 37 |
| Words per line (avg) | 9 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 299 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 68 |
About this poem
The general feeling of living with the after effects of loss
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