Pop Sonnet #91

When last night's pain stands thick or thin
The loss of hope is eating
There's total danger in the spin
When gardens never weeding

No more races, no more chases
A catechism epic fail
There is total hope in mind erases
Do not go for the White Whale

When death in spiders comfort you
The underground goes broke
And fatalism defies too
When consciousness awoke

But violence is not necessary to make a simple point
And I will be real mad at you, if you don't smoke a joint

Pop Sonnet #92

Carefully unwind your wraps, when there is a wound
Gentle dawn and lightest rain
Will paralyze the doomed
Cannot afford this magic stain

When there is no more liquor
Saving up for the elder's gain
Should never think too quicker
And rent a space with all your disdain

If magic cures your heart
A tired man I will now be
When toiling over art
That you should see

Unless the way of narrative is simply reset
I think there is protection in, being teacher's pet

Pop Sonnet #93

I suppose a gentle turn will lead us to the water
Even when we can;t unlearn
The simpler days of fathers
If the horse is nasty be a spurn

This will take away your pain
Lighter burdens carry us
And trickle through the rain
Just don't make a fuss

When the curses are broken in the USA
I feel a lighter ease
Casually I witness the ray
Of the sun's own chase

So empty out your logic quick
If the dagger cannot stick

Pop Sonnet #94

There is a rumpus room in business
A fading stream of stars
I am not an eye witness
Of fleeting salesman's cars

And keeping up, means sleeping up
And catching up on rest
The thoughts continue creeping up
When we hope for the best

Don't take too much is what they warn
When stress is on my mind
Finally found a magic pill forlorn
And spirit is more kind

Just don't twist my arm unless you think you really should
What we search for in humanism is man's total good

Pop Sonnet #95

When a gentle watershed of lightning reflexes
Pauses in a made up world
Of dangerous solar plexus
In winter games they have curled

Imagine a place in this old man
That undergrounders fear
And respect the police in this can
Don't be afraid to leer

Unless that object goes too far
And rent is always paid
Can't stop a poets lying tongue
Unless the dream has staid

Approach the females gently down in a daze of someone's witch
And if I'm sensing trouble, you cannot out hitch hitch...

Pop Sonnet #96

No one has to die on Earth, and no one knows their worth
When speed takes tolls on gentle skin
Hide it in a package of girth
When women always win

But there are places men can't go
When fueling up the heat
I try to write even real slow
And rarely ever cheat

No more guilt and no more debt
Lest we all go too far
It's just a lousy cigarette
Almost blew up my car

So just relax and take a breath and drink your coffee
Maybe there is calmness now in all fine memory

Pop Sonnet #97

When our gait is full of love a dodging rain of tears
Returns to haunt us all the time
Spend less on yesteryears
And search for Jimmy's Five and Dime

When apples coated with sleep
Dream unconsious in grave fear
And life just isn't cheap
When we stain our grip of clears

And making magic is Magus Free
In the book of Love
See there's always time to see
the creator is above

So just relax and take your time
They've created a simple mime

Pop Sonnet #98

A young gril laughs and dies for dad
When jealousy abounds
I'm just a little mad
When darkness fills these rounds

So don't hurt children is what I beg
Unless you think you can
The women with the finest leg
I will embarrass Dan

Unless you think free love's okay
And spill another spot
To limp from my broken stay
Another dame is caught

And do not fill your head with poison
It creates a lot of noises

Pop Sonnet #99

No one has to know, and no one ever will
Is the theme of the day
I don't want the flood to spill
And take away this clay

When molding a philosophy on pain and gain and loss
there's nothing left to roll away
Except my damned lip gloss
You have to pay to play

And only rewards come to shock
A paralyzed mistake
And time for chastity is rock
For the Lady of the Lake

I've seen the shield of the Knight's of the Round
Last night when I forgot to pound

Pop Sonnet #100

Just relax, stop worrying, no one really cares
Unless the noise of working bees
Travels us in pairs
Still my water gently sees

Through a glass lightly
And pain is not an option here
The lowest bid agrees
So fill not important cheer

When rewards have gone too far
There is not a simple way
To analyze the star
And even if the sky turns gray

Accept the unaccepted
Expect the unexcepted