TheClassicPoem


The fish that always gets away the mammoth that slips the hook swims past then bumps the boat is whale a Classic tale. The lines are so forgotten not time to stop while they are flowing in the stream of consensus. Eye rhymed each other word to make this classic tale unfolding in my mind it reached into infinity the limits and beyond the normal flow like the novella War and Peace eye fell asleep the Classic yet unwritten no words kept from the night. Convinced that eye had failed my life desire to be a poet eye write each poem now as iff it is to be the last one written down eye cannot read the Classic back from memory is gone not even subject to recall not one word of plot or substance falls into place. The Classic CharlaX swum away.