Camp NaNoWriMo – 17th


Rivulets of rain
Streaking old dusty windowpanes
Reminder of tears shed
In futility
In frustration
In fury
Change is fickle
Like the train that pass by
Old caboose carriages
Relics of a past
Long forgotten
Like our initials scrawled
On that dusty windowpane

Free Verse

Free verse poetry is poetry that lacks a consistent rhyme scheme, metrical pattern, or musical form. While free verse poems are not devoid of structure, they allow enormous leeway for poets, particularly when compared to more metrically strict forms like blank verse.


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