Pop Sonnet #650

Common goal of panicked eraser frontage road
Encourage that which has a care
For the items all have been load
Enter in the fresher air

That camel back that fills with water in the rush
For sympathy of overdoing again
Sometimes snow it turns to slush
Don't want socks to get wetter than

Make sure that you have what you need
Prisoners are growing angry too
And sometimes your mind is freed
From battles that rock into a blue

A carriage vein of dreams disbelieved this stare
How much will it cost to be in the fare

Pop Sonnet #651

Nonsense is made up on the spot
Tycoon friendly for the cot
Caterpillar in the caught
For what nigh been somewhat fraught

With danger on all sides the walk
Just down the street and back again
Sometimes feel the absolute chalk
Of atheism in vein of harrowing lend

That once could lead us back to songs
For vibration recreates the sign
Sometimes you can merely tag along
Find out that there is still a Rhine

Golden if you take the shuffle
Fix your back for the old scuffle

Pop Sonnet #652

Already available once things die down
For a case of offered ground
Theater is allowed to gown
The costumer for solemn nouns

That slip past verse forever when
Don't take simply reverse the favor
And chew sometimes a fruit with stem
Keep the sordid amount coming raver

When the light show flashes all around us
There is reversal of antithesis
That remains a synthetic act of trust
Just chart objects within the species

Down for the hard thrills that a book
All day I've been on the same page look

Pop Sonnet #653

Know that one day your favor will return
To peacefulness that you will earn
Now in session, now adjourned
Simple canny frame for Dern

The man with numbers, last at shot
Spicy down it matters not
Full of encumber for the lot
Of tidy spaces that are hot

Hot zone paramecium born in tide pools
Where life begins and all mankind uses
So take your time to thimble the spool
And remember there's still curves that they are choosing

Been a long time coming in the mix
At least for now there's no quick fix

Pop Sonnet #654

Perceptions changing over time
Granted several at the door
Socially build the high incline
And go out to the next familiar roar

That supports you when you have none
To be there for you in the case
Of blurry lines that retread from
That last driver in the auto race

Sponsored by the waves of rushing bulls
For the huts and animals
That drive the cattle for the shoals
That habitat is practical

To devise a time that slowing felt
A sympathy that Spring will have dealt

Pop Sonnet #655

One more round to make it back
Suffer what you always lack
Find good times to paralyze the attack
The avoidance of death takes a knack

Of important philosophies tread back time
Psychological helper rewind
To the awful, awful kind
Someday the poster, I will sign

Because it is important to show
What sometimes floats, now you know
That I never stopped thinking for the dojo
That tarpaulin will cover slow

In case the rain drop filters down
Sometimes you clean up without a sound

Pop Sonnet #656

Never mind what rewards are sent
By next time you'll raise the rent
To buy time for offers lent
Back behind the chessboard bent

That coffee should've had effect
Unless the whole day is elect
To find time to stash the wrecked
Up boat that found out specked

Of dust that causes pauses
Simply because pain is back
And the mask will fade in gauzes
That spike simply for the hack

That forces onward the space of shown
Which reminds me what alone

Pop Sonnet #657

No wonder your brain is asleep
When you've woken up in your room
Something tells me you should keep
Everything that sports a flume

Which takes a brave construction
Must go visit my induction
Full of baker's dozen gumption
That returns a though of something

That never wore the planet here
To mysteriously reappear
That kept on going year for year
A careful selection of facts of fear

That sometimes kick in, sometimes not
I would like to think that there's a shot

Pop Sonnet #658

At greatness, will it ever be achieved
Sometimes it is followed too close
That which hangs on to what's believed
And returns the things that haven't froze

In time, which takes a lottery impale
The whole sale sell that is to tell
A wavelength coming back to spell
The indifferent mode of someone's grail

That invites silence to the ward
And sometimes roots for the discord
Of animals that pressure floored
A discoverer of notes in chords

That sometimes read you back to life when
Nothing spoils me again

Pop Sonnet #659

Rush job sometimes this feeling hurts
That creates an early morning worth
The day is ending for the shirts
That hang on to the line above the Earth

Which fixes all kinds of presence of kind
That awfully do sometimes remind
Of that which is sometimes often fined
And placed back gently where it climbed

Up and at them, when morning lingers on
The simple plan that took the make
From altruistic covers of the animal gone
Sometimes it is make, sometimes break

And all flows back for presence here
That keeps on plugging, year for year