This is an Abecedarian poem that does not use much enjambment but does have rhyming quatrains and a rhyming end couplet. It was an exercise for a class presentation.
Along a winding dirt road
Between the illuminated and dappled trees
Cascades of sunlight shone
Dancing impishly between the leaves.
Every mote was of gold
For the light made them glow
Great beauty was n’er so bold
Hesitant, I watched each mote flow and go.
Imagine such a scene
Just as I saw this one
Keep your mind’s eye keen
Like a honed blade is done.
Magic was in the air that day
No other soul was there
One thing I can surely say
People would have only ruined the rare.
Quartz has six crystal faces
Rainbows have as many colors
Sunbeams shine in sundry spaces
To lend beauty to these others.
Under the warmth of the rays
Verdant were the flowers and fields
Would that I might have that day every day
Xenon’s light is dim compared to what the sun yields.
Years will pass before another such day comes,
Zero clouds will gray out the light of the ever glorious sun.