The distortion of architecture,
is structurally unsound.
The vision of intoxication,
shall fall to the ground.
Metamorphic twists,
deem not the the word of code.
as the buildings grow much higher,
who does wish to leave this ode.
Alignment is of virtue,
through a past of learned men.
You can ignore it if you want to,
let’s just see what happens then.
A contest entry
- PIF PICTURE CONTEST by penman.
700 points, ended July 21, 6 entries
Honorable winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Wonderful
Very well done. Best of luck in the contest.

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Amazing take on the prompt picture Karl..I like how you saw the picture..your imagery is great..im trying to come up with an idea for the same contest..

Ruby




