I had a dream about non-rhyme
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I had a dream about non-rhyme
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I dreamt of repetition
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I dreamt in repetitions
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(the upstroke marks the beat)
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(the upstroke marks the beat)
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line breaks make me pause
that line break made me pause
all line breaks make me
pause
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(up-stroke)
//
(up-stroke)
tilde (til-dah)
my tilde (teel-da-a)
I dreamed you too
oh yes
I dreamed you too
at the end
© Frank Prem, 2009
Frank Prem Poetry 
Yep. That’s about as free as it gets, man. I’m bowing.
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Thanks Ron. I’ve always felt free verse should be able to be sung, while rhyme should be invisible. Glad you liked the piece.
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Fun and creative, Frank. I could almost hear a melody 🙂
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That’s the way, gran. Rhyme should be invisible. Free verse should be sung.
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Very playful!
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The art of non-rhyme. More should be said about it, but I am limited, sadly.
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