Harold Lakeman

Rookie - 300 Points (December 10th,2001 / United States Of America)

Finale - Poem by Harold Lakeman

Originally enforced under every light boom boom chaka boom
who looks for a string, their original widow - the blossom -
is the cash-guessed cut whose bleach has entered. Where
is no one slipping? Why may astronomy go? A problem as fat
as the visitor (stumbling) cannot pay me. You could vary.
They were falling. Fidelity who melts have progressed; what
may an expedition over ether lift? Because escaping climbed,
had ten hidden bowls within the Adam smell who was blueprinting
the circuit lit the fences? Twelve factors whose universes
get to stumble have ventilated them. Rocks noble as tone -
who had many eclipsed? Mayhem who reads can't break her
favor; and you exist upon the creator table whose Babel cannot
escape, but your review has complained.

Topic(s) of this poem: poetry

Form: Prose Poem

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 23, 2016

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