Analysis of THE JOURNEY
No-one has offered me a seat yet
Though I sense it will come
Just take a look at my face
Or snatch a feel of my bum
For I am sagging in front while falling behind
Such a dismal degeneracy beckons
What a feeling of loss as I rake through the dross
As my fare runs well past its reckoning
No-one has taken my arm yet
Though it cannot be long ere they try
Travellers flinch from the grind of my knees
And wince at the shake of my thigh
For I am stumbling about while fumbling for change
While the driver grows surly and dark
If I only had time I would manage just fine
But his schedule’s for real not some lark
No-one has raised their voice yet
Though how would I know had they done
And hark at the harrowing cries
Of those who have missed out on their turn
We are bowling along through a jettisoned throng
The upshot of which who can tell
Yet one cannot alight, just to ask seems not right
And lord knows who’ll respond to the bell
No-one has averted their gaze yet
Though the chance that they will is a cert
Should I try to hold on to the gist
Or feign and pretend I’m alert
This rash clutching at threads is embarrassing some
Not least my companions who note
As I peer through the crush and inquire what’s the rush
Food stains down my shirt are no joke
No-one has ordered me off yet
Though the reason is hard to unpick
Dare kind tolerance transcend a bleak dusting of Fate?
Did you count all the stops that we passed on the trip
As the vehicle sped round the bend?
Did we sort out Life’s meaning
On this journey near o’er?
Too late…it is here I descend.
Scheme | ABXBXXXC ADXDXEXE AXXXXFXF AAXXBXXX ACXXGCDG |
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Poetic Form | Etheree (23%) |
Metre | 111101011 111111 1101111 1101111 111100111001 10100100010 101011111101 1111111100 11110111 111011111 1001101111 01101111 11110001110011 101011001 111011111011 111011111 1111111 11111111 01101001 111111111 111001101001 0111111 111001111111 011101101 111010111 101111101 111111101 11001101 111011101001 11101011 111101001001 11111111 11110111 10101111 1110001011011 111101111101 101001101 1111110 111011 11111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,647 |
Words | 320 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8, 8, 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 40 |
Letters per line (avg) | 31 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 246 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 61 |
About this poem
This poem is a whimsical reflection on the impact of ageing.
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