Analysis of Synthetic skies.
Heather Lydia Thornhill 1981 (Manchester)
I saw your true self
I heard your metallic walls
I opened you hatch
And sat at your machine
Your light entered mine
Every touching thought
Entwining control
Merging role
My heart stopped
My body not my own
You took me without permission
Now return me to my home.
Angelic messenger pay your toll
My goal your purpose
Your purpose my soul.
| Scheme | ABCDEFGGHIJKGLG |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | Tetractys (40%) |
| Metre | 11111 1110101 11011 011101 11101 100101 101 101 111 110111 11101010 1011111 10100111 11110 11011 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 325 |
| Words | 62 |
| Sentences | 2 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 15 |
| Lines Amount | 15 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 18 |
| Words per line (avg) | 4 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 274 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 62 |
About this poem
Being in one big spaceship that can be entered only in dream.
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Written on September 06, 2021
Submitted by heathert.34240 on September 07, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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