Saturday, March 22, 2014

Pop Sonnet #490

Being together in the times that we care
Making sure that the whole world stops to stare
Finding out how much a flight will now fare
On my way back to the dragon fruit lair

Because there's simply a way to a dag
Fresh out sympathy full of the lag
So far so good when I'm here for the crag
Fought over a few tiny pennies in sag

And wishing the best for my brothers and cousins
That they'd have the best quality of life
Heading for trouble I think not in ovens
Caught a mirage in the midst of mine strife

There is a level that I have arrived at
Don't you worry about that

Pop Sonnet #491

Working so hard to see it all through
Working to stare back at what is and will be
Damage you see here beneath the big blue
Nothing that happens do you have to agree

Because actually the air is still very nice
It is so nice that I breath it in twice
Sometimes I breath so deep that it's thrice
Try to invent someone's flavoring rice

And I love what I've got and I've got quite enough
Everyone everyone loves lots of stuff
There is a game known as blind man's bluff
And there's a billy goat known as the gruff

Neath the Chicago hills not around
Finding the Rockies full of neat sound

Pop Sonnet #492

And when you have left me, you know I'm still here
To search and to search all important around
And this is the reason I simply must cheer
Got to reach and nail the old pound

Because we have found all the things that do matter
Simply reach in and remove my old bladder
Climbing steadily to the top of the ladder
Don't want a single old glass to get shattered

There is an addiction that need not be beaten
I'd rather take time out of a meeting
And not complain when wind blows the streeting
That is the way to instantly cheating

Because take some time off it is an order
That is what I do when off near the border

Pop Sonnet #493

Leave it up to a preacher and trust him
Because no one ever dared to bust them
Off on a tangent about a Latin hymn
Never could dare you to talk to the grim

Choosing American life is the way
That I will feel a lot better today
Making it simply off low pay
That my friends is totally okay

Because I've earned the keep that I have when it's windy
Don't worry about anything that is bendy
Might as well take care of the records that friendy
Finding a way to be totally trendy

And if the search leads me to a stop
Bet you by now there's time to get flopped

Pop Sonnet #494

Shouldn't have drained all the water from the meat
Now that smell is in the air but is kind of sweet
Met up with a batch of the old cleanly feet
And made sure to help you when word is on the street

That it so establishes time for the things
That are golden as oldies and youth for which brings
A simple divided old darkening rings
Jealous of no one because shaving clings

To all the static that once had been trusted
About all the hours I've kind of been dusted
Especially when you find out you've been busted
The words all the same same same when I'm crusted

Upon the old time that we take out to rest
That would be oh so very very best

Pop Sonnet #495

In case you are worried about the state of the union again
I think some of us can tell where you've been
And that is okay because nervousness wins
A time to subtly take last place for grins

And to make it this far, means you have to go farther now
Lest any man or woman's advice is to settle down
And slowly unravel the toy medium's glow
That is one hell of a really good show

Like MASH the old reruns have startled us all
Because watching healthy is now for the wall
Of triumphant smell it is seamless in drall
Counterpoint makes you feel about to have mall

At the place where I found all the evidence
And that is why sometimes I crack up and wince

Pop Sonnet #496

How long can I advert mine old homeless eyes
When I see one that runs upon the nice tries
And empty a skull book into the next flies
That circle the garbage that runs into skies

Because I have memories of the broken boxes
That were someone else dare to be foxes
And don't hurt a woman no matter what oxen
Are kicking and screaming about the planned crocks

And make sure to move forward with all your might
Never let up in the midst of a fight
Never go gently into the old night
Unless it is time to check your old light

And make sure it works even in the indoors
And wander around the attic on all fours

Pop Sonnet #497

So many years to be the most prolific
That would be ever so ever so terrific
Making a chord dissonant in the specific
Opening time to find the lent with it

Because it's okay to give up what you can
And never do never do ruin the plan
Because the Good Lord's awatching from out of the hand
That plugged us all in to a lesson in stand

Every once in awhile kids get picked on
Probably not so good that I kicked on
Because karma pays back in ways that are hard won
Feeling absurd for the black that is all gone

And if I ever find everyone I'd wronged
I'd tell Guy I'm sorry to everyone longed

Pop Sonnet #498

Hope that I never ever have any kids
Because they would all just run off with my lids
And they would make me take them to the grids
Is anyone okay with me wanting to stay hid

Because for now that is the way I do feel
Whether or not that has any appeal
And I still think that in time I can squeal
All of us emptier than we should feel

Because if you make time to break us both up
That ain't a sin it's a order of rupture a game
Trying to tie you down tie you up
Handle it better for that which is the same

And if it empties into a crevasse
That would make rescuers ever so nervous

Pop Sonnet #499

Well here we go round I'm telling you today
The lesson is learned we all must obey
That which our elders set forth to say
Makes us so aching but that is a nay

To finding out that you have written too much
Double the ending that doubles the crutch
Beneath the ragged pond that never rains such
Promise us that you will tamely be dutch

Because there's a frosty involved in rewards
Full of it all that has ever been implored
Full of the memories that we've adored
And writing for the sake of writing in doors

But someday we hope that it will come to a head
I'd rather right now as opposed to when I'm dead


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