Pop Sonnet #700

Rounding out waited once in awhile
For the missing point is here
Stand tall on top of your file
Filling the meaning with tears

That rescued the escape from the wall
Very much felt had to go
Drowning across the scrawl
Of a pen that went too slow

And redeemed the whole idea that
Went back a ways to gain worth
The last place that you would feel too flat
Is what's left into your girth

That operation went all the way through
And now you are looking ever so tried, ever so true

Pop Sonnet #701

Waiting so long I forgot the sound of your voice
When time keeps reeling on the level headed
A family full of legends that were accused of noise
Without a parched corn that feeds back the leaded

After awhile the fader feels faded
Without even moving the sound board
That keeps up the music for what has been raided
By collectors of precious for cored

Because when I mail you, all time takes new shape
Feeling of course for the flower
Even if you seem to forget your cape
I'll know you are a hero for power

A man that I am glad I know for all that it's been
A lost kind of reasoning just to pretend

Pop Sonnet #702

Not an effect an affect explained again
Tall enough for the thing to begin
And dice around twice for the way it fits in
Making tied knots and impetus farther to lend

A scathing chorus of simple genteel
Got to pay for your next sermon
Sometimes it matters how we all feel
That the butter has always been churning

The makeshift arrangement is changing my mind
Never wondered what it all meant to say kind to kind
Wonder backwards guitar plays sympathy lined
Never forget what you one day will find

And take a snippet of history that is a freeze frame
Of an imprint that makes memories live for the game

Pop Sonnet #703

I know how I beat you, I had more pieces
That takes a potent day of learning
And tie together the lost fleeces
That could be in middle ground burning

Because conformity is often disguised
As the clown that is recognized
By the old stallion that takes away lies
And dragon's are mating into a surprise

That banishes pictures of Dali's clocks
Melting all over the synergy blocks
All of the above for a historical shock
And make sure that your door has plenty of locks

Because if you go rafting down a slope of falls
Make sure to hold onto your stalls

Pop Sonnet #704

Never mind when words make no sense
Lost it all ready, someone else's pretense
That renegade vegetable table so since
Never an aching terrible fence

That guarded the treasures collected for awhile
Until I think I should turn back the tile
Make sure no one feels bad about your flesh smile
That is so full of blood that veins burst final

So wear it all down for a masking of years
That never guards what doesn't appear
And slippery when the figment it sheers
By the cotton that feels better when gears

Steal back a fistful of wind
And go ahead and fly across the penned

Pop Sonnet #705

Sometimes the absurdity of not knowing
Is better than the thing that has been showing
For whatever time the curse is growing
All along that empathy stowing

Back a full shovel of that which makes up for
A residential life of bachelor days core
That make for a beguiling of floor
Stretching on for longer than anything more

That sends an old tune back to the tuner
Could have sent you all so much soon
Never mind how you feel you won't be on the schooner
And if anyone can find the old sandy dune

That you jumped so high, you'll be well known
Sometimes it is time to hang up the phone

Pop Sonnet #706

Make time for moving when you've got to change
What I like about you, is you are so full of doubt
Make time to always go for the grange
That the art is upon us, no matter the route

And maybe one day, we'll all be puppeteering
That simply forget what to say
Except what we've never been programmed to fearing
Which reminds me of exactly how to play

A longer game that goes on for awhile
Until you wake up, back in the file
The dream code of ages that takes a known style
And wraps up a dozen fears for a smile

That pleasure is pain when drugs are here
But you know you'll need them for a whole year

Pop Sonnet #707

At least we can admit that no mistakes were made
Except for the few that I already stayed
And took an example out of the shade
Just to get a way better grade

That took a course of handled mistake and rain
A never ghost of forgotten doors
That look back upon that whole of the Maine
A state overlooked on the Eastern shores

About as far as you can get still in the country true
Fought for a color that died when you through
The way to the waver is emptiness too
Except when there's one more thing I've gotta do

And really a cycle could last for awhile
No need to take back what lasted the style

Pop Sonnet #708

Almost concluding a preclude of function
Often times I'd rather be where I'm at
Because sometimes even here in Grand Junction
There's a place to sit where I've sat

And feeling officious with several posits
That always got left off twice in the cave
A cave is it or is it a closet
That loneliness for secondary makes you go wave

To a hidden vortex of the offered agenda turned down
That steers in the makeshift out of control for the sound
Which imparts sacrificial ways to ruin youthful round
That spiderweb comforts the old piece of ground

That saved for a simple way to get back
And shaped up the kidneys for the attack

Pop Sonnet #709

Seems like around the time I get on a roll
Is when I should quit because I've made it my goal
To find out where everyone's secrets were stole
Back when I felt like the animus foal

A shepherd that searched for the exploit
And handled to bear an opine
Of opium's call to the very adroit
That watch for the world of the sign

Signing off again, always makes me tired
That everyone seems to be hooked to the wired
Unless one day you slack off and wind up fired
And all of your destiny comes together not even mired

In resolutions that you never claimed to want
Unless for the rest of your life you owe one to the battlefront