There is something in the tree
Glittering in the light of day
Flashing through the tips of pine leaves
The last drop of water
That has forgotten to evaporate
In the heat that replaced the morning rain
Like the tear in the corner of your eye
That forgot you promised to forget.
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A free verse poem has no set pattern for line or stanza length. Rhyme is not used, or it is used sparingly. The line length and the rhythm or the lines are dictated by the natural rhythm of speech or other concerns such as emphasis on a particular word, image, or idea.
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