Blank verse – no rhyme
Blank verse is poetry written with no rhyme, but which has metrical (rhythmic) lines – usually iambic pentameter.
Iambic pentameter, just to summarise, is poetry written with 10 syllables – five metric feet each consisting of a short syllable followed by a long syllable.
The “I am a BiC” (iambic pentameter) pen went blank (blank verse) on
the last word (no rhyme).
The following is not pure iambic pentameter, but follows the general pattern of that metre, with five feet in each line. Note there is no rhyme:
To be, or not to be, that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles
And by opposing end them. To die – to sleep,
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to: 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep, perchance to dream – ay, there's the rub
William Shakespeare, from Hamlet
Common speech (stressed words in bold type):
“I went to town to buy a loaf of bread.”
“I’ll see you at the theatre, don’t be late!”
Jehovah is my shepherd; I’ll not want
In pastures green He’ll cause me to lie down;
Beside still waters He will nurture me.