Analysis of A Virtue Lost and Lonely
How patience pr*cks my fingers of valued virtue,
When calmness would not keep my callousness,
Like the urgency of time ticking on my clock chiming,
And you said cats could not companion me here.
So hours slide, slippery through these timbers,
As moments meander in and out of damp doorways,
Lighting left to luminosity of the sun and skies above,
And no showered love sits soundly in these window sills.
This alchemist of aspirated affection adorns her crown,
Of lost virtue, vanity, verbosity in a fashion firmly found,
With tiers of no triumph made in recourse, all remedies rued,
Her inheritance, a throne tyrannically trammelled of what's accrued.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101111011010 1101111100 1010011101111 01111101011 11011001110 110010001111 101111010101 0110111001101 110011000100101 111010010010101 111110101011001 0010001111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic heptameter |
Characters | 640 |
Words | 108 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 44 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 175 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 36 |
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Submitted on October 16, 2013
Modified on March 05, 2023
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