Analysis of WISHING
mad hippie poet 1974 (new jersey)
I sit all day looking through the night, lighting the evening sky. Everything is coming as I gave up wishing on the stars because they are closer than they appear. Looking back at me, all I can do is stare into the sun, asking myself how long I have been a prisoner who is free and did not know I am like a tree that continues to grow, refusing to be cut down.
I sit by the ocean, watching the low and high tides. I write my words daily and watch them roll away at night. I sit on the bay's dock to paint my masterpiece; my love is my release.
I want to close my eyes to dream of the seas of reality i want to open my heart and finish what they said needed to be done from the start i want to wash away the mud that stains my mind
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| Metre | 1111101011001011011011111010101111011011011111111101011011111101001110111111011010110101111 11101010010111111100111011111101111110111101 11111111101110111101101011110111101111101011111 |
| Characters | 732 |
| Words | 157 |
| Sentences | 7 |
| Stanzas | 3 |
| Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1 |
| Lines Amount | 3 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 188 |
| Words per line (avg) | 51 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 188 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 51 |
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