Pop Sonnet #510

When I started using number signs
Everything began to change and immediate ships
Were stalling in the harder chimes
For a hundred different feeling trips

Were expanding on the fact that there was a job offer
Never mind if the feeling was about a simple proffer
For the meeting in a magazine that sold the cougher
Hidden in a couched out term for Minnie was a doffer

Of the hat and wisdom of the phone inside the tent
Woke up one hairy morning and realized I had been sent
Was just a bit too scary for the final element
That was inside the bulletproof coat I had to simply dent

Because bullets sometimes whiz around and go right past us stop
And other times we fight the war for what is left in cop

Pop Sonnet #511

So making an entrance in a dream can be more real than real
My old friend Mr. Sweeting is only aloud to feel
That when mathematics get applied upon a nice appeal
The presence of a state of shame for spelling wants to heal

The persecution that comes with perfection always burns a hole
And always seems to take a very very high toll
About the way we slow down and it is just how we roll
Along the comfort zone that speaks to us from a old soul

Because forcing it out will only make more sense
About the times we finally stopped and stood out in the rinse
And doffed a cap of playthings in the old pants of the dense
That showered frequently because we want to be against

The grain of the great unwashed, I wonder where they go
When feeling lonely all day long so cheer up that is flow

Pop Sonnet #512

When I flip through the pages of a book that we have read
And wonder all about the abuse someone else has said
And making people feel okay about their decision lead
Facing around the impetus for Giant's that we dread

Because in patience there is solace that we have to find
And if the forms are lining up then they should stay in line
So have a really really good and lovely finer time
Without messing anything up for healthily it is kind

So wallow in your own delusions that seem to come true
Unless you know that operations are the best for you
That seem to improve the quality of life again it's new
And just get used to hearing little girls say it is through

Because people get scared a lot if publicly displayed
And riding in the snow is fun when standing on a tray

Pop Sonnet #513

Good to be smart when dealing with a deal that has gone south
Great to look a gift horse squarely in the freaking doubt
Of a mouth that moves so frequently hard to call a mouth
And play on frequently when finding out the club is route

A million times I've tried to nervously buckle down
And fear goes away and comes and goes
What goes around comes the sound
And frequently it's something that I hear says that he knows

The only time I find to agree is about the the way she shows
An important clip of footage that won't bang around in cloves
And hoof and hurt a pencil on the collapse of silly slows
The make or break philosophy that repeats the only groves

That slip on down the creek and simply bring us all to peace
Simply slipping off another time for the crime to cease

Pop Sonnet #514

Not so fast, a young man read to the others in their lines
That take a serious ipso facto present in the signs
And try to wave us back in parking lots are an old dine
That cannot seem to shake a feeling when we're doing fine

Because half of this will rest again when no one can catch up
Half of this donated to the empty Holy Cup
Another half is left even when the math gave up
And if you have a plan to go ahead and pet your pup

The feelings that I get when emptiness cruises for loose
And causes you to turn around and stand all for the bruise
This is why it is okay to sometimes feel contused
And that is simply why the writer is paranoid and confused

Because the pain it catches up even after a night's rest
And flows along the empty pleasantry of tired jest

Pop Sonnet #515

Thank you that it still goes on and break time is in sight
Thinking about all the healthy ways to help out the board tonight
Being careful as I can to motivate the right
Of performance to the helpful pound of things enlight

Because occasionally ignoring the things that are passed around
Isn't any good at least if there's an important sound
Of someone working their ass off like no tomorrow found
And once again we have to cry when things get run aground

So think of how often the times were meant to toughen down
And realize how broken the floor was made for living sound
If there is nothing left how could you simply make a town
Reinvent itself immediately from the smallest I go drowned

Out by the waves that is a response I have when talking to
The emptiness that we all often seem to run into

Pop Sonnet #516

Cooking along the music is simply what we need
And all of us should never feel a tiny bit of greed
That runs into us all beneath the dash of kindest weed
And unto all the warning labels I've simply meant to heed

That speed and greed are ditched unto the biggest chasm yet
That does not seem to gain control when offered like a bet
And working hard as possible to see how far you get
Is still as important as letting go of stigmas in the set

But boxy as a hold up in the life of times we lighten
Is still somehow a good thing that we kind of feel a frighten
Unless someone else is taking up the position of fighting
And living underneath a bridge for the last place to be sighting

And taken to the bedlam on a meal that tastes okay
And really now I'm feeling quite an usual dismay

Pop Sonnet #517

That faded fast, my bad feeling, it's like a roller coaster
And really good things are oft to come out of my toaster
Candy and peanuts always taste better from a roaster
Just questioning the simple times of how we all should host her

So just have a good time beneath the jacket of a feeling here
That emptiness and sorrow bring about for death in steer
The way we pay attention makes for objects in the rear
That convince me there will be time to read about the gear

Because nothing can heal you more than reading an old tome
About the beautiful skyline only available in Rome
And running from a city feels like I have made it home
Unless the distraction comes in through the under side of loans

The loans that make us feel remorse like buying a lemon
And always feeling better after a short time of trimming

Pop Sonnet #518

At last I've found a reason to relax and take a break
At last I've stared at the ripples coming on a lake
And there's so much more that is simply left at stake
When there's been nothing but miracles left in my hard rake

That shares the load with understanding back is so in pain
And underneath the playland it is making a mistake
That is the reason if I see the man his hand I'll shake
And hug a pretty girl so she doesn't feel like she will break

Up and form is nicer to stake a mirror's claim
That even when awake I dream about the abrupt same
That makes me feel when I walk around that I am empty lame
So bring back the advice of those ready that feel nothing but shame

Because sometimes the first words that come to mind
Are the same every day and left for the find

Pop Sonnet #519

Thank God this is the last thing that I need to tell you now
And if I have made you nervous I am like a plow
That deepens when it finds great peaceable recliner allow
That makes me all swing higher and lower for the fright of how

We make up things along the way just to get our work done
And as long as it goes on and on that is a way we run
To make up for the feeling that we are approaching Sun
And holding onto that which scares us for the able fun

That we are having cruising down this giant water slide
And twist and turn like a toboggan faster that we ride
Never mind if you can't understand why he all try to hide
Because it is whatever that the universe is for thine

And sometimes ending on a positive note is the best
Even when we find out that we are cruising for the nest