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Wind
Blowing briskly
Leaves fall
From
The
Trees
We rake
Colored leaves
In
A
Big
Pile.
And jump.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
How I wonder what you are.
How I wonder what you are.
In free verse, there are no rules! You don't need to rhyme and you can even arrange your thoughts anywhere on paper.
Free verse doesn't rhyme
Most songs are catchy because they have rhyme schemes. Can you hear the rhyme?
Traditional poetry is poetry that has a rhyme scheme and a structure that it follows.
Let it go, let it go
Can't hold it back anymore
Let it go, let it go
Turn away and slam the door!
I don't care
What they're going to say
Let the storm rage on,
The cold never bothered me anyway!
Messy Room
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp. His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater's been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall. A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall. Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
Donald or Robert or Willie or-- Huh?
You say it's mine?
Oh, dear, I knew it looked familiar!
By Shel Silverstein