Analysis of Toast
Buttered toast
On Sundays mornings
Eggs sizzling in the pan
The scent of home wakes me up
To the warmth of down duvets
And the sheer pink of bed curtains
In our new apartment.
I bask in the sunbeams that
Reveal burnt sienna
Locks of hair
Sun-kissed and
Toasted with highlights.
The toaster steams
With the smell of fresh bread.
I think I like toast.
Scheme | ABCDBEFGHIJKLMA |
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Poetic Form | Tetractys (40%) |
Metre | 101 1110 1100001 0111111 101111 00111110 0101010 110011 011010 111 110 1011 0101 101111 11111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 354 |
Words | 71 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 15 |
Lines Amount | 15 |
Letters per line (avg) | 19 |
Words per line (avg) | 4 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 280 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 65 |
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Written on November 29, 2023
Submitted by LadyPhantasmagoria on December 01, 2023
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