Pop Sonnet #1190

Peace of resistance said that wrong
Going to find out what remains
Time to write a few more songs
How ever much is gained

And revive into the field
The last to go is still at hand
And bargaining the knife to wield
The cost of golden sand

Until the food nourishes when
The company is approved
And take the knowledge for the din
That echoes once it moved

And primary colors fly so high
Just would like to maybe try

Pop Sonnet #1191

Paper torn from limb to limb
How to project faith
Amidst an argument for the rim
Out in the offered wraith

That ghost that leaves behind a mark
Even when it is in the dark
Have to catch an extra spark
And make for company a lark

Into the permanent field I go
Waisting time and eating snow
Been to where you still could go
Feeling like I felt the flow

And as for time to catch back up
There wouldn't be much more to sup

Pop Sonnet #1192

Tread upon the surface tricks
Take it when it gets to licks
Got to trade it for the sticks
And to make a mountain mix

Comes from the recordings by
All the ones that cross my
Simple to be pardoned eye
That simple pleasure to be ply

A pliable account in the jail
Could have stolen someone's mail
Could have been a bit more frail
Now it is awhile before we set sail

And the company of vision
Never allows derision

Pop Sonnet #1193

What more is there left to watch
Just to put up another notch
And to drink down my last scotch
Nothing is left for you to botch

Unless you knew the girl so well
About the time she really fell
And planed out in the back of hell
Into the vortex one must impel

And scraping by to save the change
Something feels a little strange
And left it up to your own mange
Simply must be out of range

Protect the common cause at hand
And finding more about the sand

Pop Sonnet #1194

Pick it up and set it down
Been so dreary for the round
Got to apply the open down
And spread the music in the sound

Vibrations that are air born
Could have staid in ships of morn
That fled the mountain of corn
Into the days ending porn

That muscled back to dilemma instead
Cannot wait to see when dead
The process of another head
And find out about all the said

Invoked appeal upon the way
Feeling better every day

Pop Sonnet #1195

Sympathy find drinking keg
About to flee the empty dregs
That leave a feeling left to beg
And really she does have nice legs

But what can make a girl stop by
Just to find out what you are wanted for
Must take time out to find a try
Albeit quite amused more

Then some kind of fantasy parade
That made incidentals blast
Sleeping over here in shade
The pills make the heart beat past

Got to be careful with drinking
And only I know what I'm thinking

Pop Sonnet #1196

The lamp is stopping one more crop
From growing in the cellar
Was there anyone that popped
Up to meet a fell her

Onto the back of the wing
The license played a role
Could quite manage anything
That inventive power goal

To find an ending to this verse
Something tells me there's a way
To end a gentleman from a curse
And hope that holding on will play

A decent melody of distraction
Finally getting satisfaction

Pop Sonnet #1197

Maybe if you answer, I'll leave a piece for you
About a dozen more things I've got to do
Tomorrow is a big day for a human being too
Unless there is a way to surface by rendering new

The organization is okay when compared to others
Courtesy is so forlorn when dancing along
Could have just found the feeling with my brothers
And really what if one of them turns out wrong

All it is is a stream of words that most make no sense
Could have operated on a whole different wave
Length is what remains to be a better defense
What is it about the lesson has that been okay to save

And difficult the puzzle gets when bigger all the time
Guess it doesn't matter if you repeat a thousand rhymes

Pop Sonnet #1198

Ice castles built for permanent place
Make as much sense as the sun
Melts all the old types from the case
And properly throw back a stun

The shining of stores brings a lot to the table
Felt like it could have been sent
What really makes it that label
What makes it seem sent

And when the throat straps in to chakra event
Just remember what all carries
The way that is to be spent
On anyone that soon marries

There are advantages of teaming up pairs
Someday somewhere surely must care

Pop Sonnet #1199

So I get a disc out
After plugging it in
And then I save without a doubt
The value is win

A winning philosophy that makes up my mind
Got to be so hard to so hard to find
What if there is just one of my kind
And after all what else is there left to bind

An inkling of decisions that really well made
Could have brought back a proper lass played
To find the sled turned over on weighed
And that will be the most I do to raid

Because we are all brothers and sisters to the final day
One of us will have to sneak off to get away

Pop Sonnet #1180

Deserving a slumber to keep the old page
Routing for simply a guest
Want to turn down due to old age
But at least I received a good rest

Achieving my dreams that manifest here
A left over agenda read for
Another way to make the slowest rear
Guard for horizon in simple lore

At the locking that spreads through the day
Unless at night they come back to pay
And realize what is left up to say
Underneath moonlight down by the bay

And explore the fantasy chase
Gone in the seconds of grace

Pop Sonnet #1181

Slip on the echo stream marching for days
Under back records that combine for awhile
Symmetry can be something that stays
In the middle equal parts on the side style

Unless there's a poison that makes the heart stop
Could do favors about a circus parade
That beast just knows when to try drop
Of making the plans for the made

That empty old step of the logical pen
Dives to a motion then back
Across the meadow of the holy sin
What was it in point of fact

Add to it the plunder that exists here
Made to jealously guard the mist deer

Pop Sonnet #1182

A few swallows I've handled so well
Gone to the argument fell
Worked out for the holy hell
And returned to the shell

Cause life sometimes leaves the tracks
What about heading out to the backs
And put something inside the cracks
Got to find it in one of these sacks

Make a principle eddy for soon
Could have flown to the moon
And race the hot air balloon
Across the surface of June

That way that things go so fast
Is scary when nights do not last

Pop Sonnet #1183

Even the easy trail challenges too
Going to find out about you
Got to do more than can do
Fighting back in a blue

Kind of forgiven for all
At least for now have to stall
And washing the puke off the wall
I pass out in the section of hall

Where my apartment used to be
It was very pleasing to me
I furnished it with the clothing dirty
And gave back to whom could see

That old day is night when you make
A movie sometimes props look fake

Pop Sonnet #1184

The dragon cycles a beam
Lets off a little more steam
Cruising back to the dream
And having yourself a long scream

The day keeps the sky full of wind
And in case I am searching for friends
The left over feeling it blends
And takes a quick function of ends

That terminal hallucinating pill
You know I might try if you still
Go to take back the old mill
From the left over will

And shouting and clapping and dancing
Is a sure fire addition to romancing

Pop Sonnet #1185

Canted angles will hide the frail
Going to empty out the pail
Feeling fresh beneath the rail
Better to be fresh than stale

About the minute I look back on
The feeling that something now is gone
And wondering how I've been a pawn
And let go the deer that is just a fawn

In fact loving nature whether illusion or not
Keeps me feeling that time has forgot
About the direction that I could get caught
And recycle demons before the whole lot

Of fresh episodes come a banging inside
And treat for the size of the acre in guide

Pop Sonnet #1186

Tearing out pages of books
Searching for the old cooks
That disappeared in the looks
And caught all of the young crooks

That perfect day mastered the chief
About a tournament hold
Could file me gently in reef
That makes for potentate gold

The kind that will be around forever
No matter what falls off the edge
And could I just ask you for never
The next kind of spike is a wedge

To dream a fantasy model
And script is back to the bottle

Pop Sonnet #1187

Back to the romance of chases
A mind is a function of loss
That precedes the episode races
Of a time that is now the old boss

A curious feeling of warmth and heat
In light of the courage that has been
Whatever is the last to be beat
Is also the last to be beaten

Trick a grammar rule for a rhyme scheme
Poison to the history of words
But keep up the effort of the scream
For an occasional jumble of birds

That freeze on the patio right
Could have stopped an acceptable night

Pop Sonnet #1188

What is worth time travel to any
Got to spare the quest back for a gain
And feature the guess to the many
And wind up feeling the pain

For a ring in hang man convex
That old tracking block on the card
To find the old day for the next
Would be able to rock so very hard

And it is worth a solution to find
A bit of the trick of a mind
And anyway wonder what kind
Could send back the circus to grind

That dance when we had all the sex
Unless someone else likes the checks

Pop Sonnet #1189

A few moments that get stuck in my head
Praying for a new series of turns
That could keep this company fed
And gives back to the idol of burns

To keep food in the flow of the mix
Is to spot a loophole for a flame
That can wind up separately in Styx
Traveling backwards to find the book name

So flipping around through the pages
Might cause the whole world to change
And simply walking out of the cages
When someone pointed a finger at mange

So lift a few boxes and move them
Right now there is no way to prove him

Pop Sonnet #1170

Exhausted at last knew it would
Happen after awhile knowing
That this sleep will be good
Unto the furnace growing

And the left behind ship
Will float on calmer seas
But the way you ran skip
Makes it hard on the knees

I will assume the position to write
And take on a challenging goal
But reaching the end of my light
Feel like I could really be full

And off to the races we go
Merrily into the low

Pop Sonnet #1171

Credence official I gain
With a song writer skipping along
That profit to be on the lane
Of whenever things do go wrong

But expect me to finish real big
I know there's a way to the end
And if I get this new gig
With it all I will start to depend

On mercy seat thanks for the ride
Under the stopping light bloom
However long that I glide
Feels the absolute best in her room

But I think sometimes dreams go haywire
And eventually wreck into fire

Pop Sonnet #1172

Got a learning curve to go on
That fortune catches a tune
And after a go at the lawn
It will in a few days be June

The music it plays on the own
Type of convert is glass
Throw what could be thrown
And chisel the mask in the grass

Because after awhile life comes
And if you expect it to still
After the lowly heard hums
Wondering how she will

And if the feeling lingers on for awhile
Just remember to catch all the guile

Pop Sonnet #1173

Perform a miracle please
I'm asking as nice as I can
So never forget any cheese
When eating for happy the ban

That lifts you higher to a stage
And reports back the damage
Could have been all the rage
Sound off the desk to the edge

And works for awhile you notice
Out of the frail haunting course
Depletes all arriving in wrote us
To let loose the cannon of horse

That bent the horizon a little way back
And forgot to add missions in the old sack

Pop Sonnet #1174

After awhile it seems rather lengthy too
Could abide by sections of pie
That came quickly shining through
A dessert in the desert of nigh

That bores through like worms in a year or two made
A clip for a bonfire in the sky
Circles around the eyes means he staid
Out of the curtailing fly

That kept the box playing the music all night
When thoughts were as often to gain
Had quite enough out of an invite
Going to let on to the wane

And with a guitar I shred into history
Isn't the ending a nice enough mystery

Pop Sonnet #1175

Slap down the saddle hitch a ride with a ghost
Left up to wondering why
Could have staid and went into the most
Day deserving feeling we cry

And sentiment asks a nicer dream
That foliage potent around the deck
After it launches it floats on a stream
Going ahead with the wreck

And watching the boathouse rock
Violently to and fro across the waters
Makes for a understanding knock
Upon the feeling of daughters

So much more time that could have been asked
Simply put down as the new favorite task

Pop Sonnet #1176

Once again I see the numbers like before
That opening feeling of invited
Wonder if there is a boat load of lore
Wondering why you were knighted

Of course that is a lost word
On the horizons of sauna
And fancy the bottomless bird
Cage that fits all the treasures of Tijuana

When we get the gold back into the stall
Could have invited quite more
Left up to whomever makes the call
Because there's a way in the core

That remote turns the world the usual way
I found an old silly man that really wants to play

Pop Sonnet #1177

What would you do for peace
At this juncture not late
For the thing we look into trees
To find war end in the wait

Because now no one is sure
What can be held or let go
When bluffing becomes so pure
There's sometimes a way to have to sow

A planter of field work in back
That towers off of the main
And questions the often knick knack
Remaining barely but sane

That question of morals comes forward when
The seeming less will there be in

Pop Sonnet #1178

Store what you can take a grade
To the wiles of others in light
Of feeling that already made
Comes trickling into the light

And if something took a last place
That means it competed at all
But when preserving historical space
It takes time to master them fall

Into place a certain type of ease
That words just settle in
Want to feel up the apparent with please
When do you have to say when

Of course if you tried it
Then it is worth the bit

Pop Sonnet #1179

A round of course in a days work
That day wasted to catch up on rest
Is the day that the jerk
Finds he is doing the best

Without a poked conclusion logic switch
Makes amends immediate strength
Just don't slide down into the ditch
I've tested it for length

And it appears you lost your size
In a gated plain lead
It could take a few more tries
At least that is what she said

And pull out the candles when mass
Really makes you wonder who passed

Pop Sonnet #1160

Treated to a field of whispers
Shade beneath the frost
Haunted by a crowd disappears
Wonder what could more be lost

Ever in the segway portion
To find an old relic bone
That makes a deal with fortune
Could have been left alone

Make a forcing cram the region
To be slaying microcosm thinks
To rejoin the entire legion
And watch carefully what drinks

The purest form of crushing blows
And steady so steady as she goes

Pop Sonnet #1161

Consider backing up a slight
Caused an eternal sign for more
Can you put up a fight
Could you run through the store

That kept a place for bikers too
An autumn feeling in summer
Could have stirred the presence few
Turned into a dumber

Potential of prize a common mistake
Not that I could entitle the thrown
Gone to return back to fake
I may go it all alone

Of course all is with me in the course
Speak to me in language morse

Pop Sonnet #1162

Spectator lingers on the field
Sympathy to the richest
Have to recharge the entire guild
Got to buy a glitch chest

Wonder what it even is
Absurd to design a golden star
Fading into the glass fizz
To make up for the lost far

That region for a syntax mistake
A look back on the preferred method quick
Unless you need to steal a rake
And save the time for one last trick

Unless it is almost time to go
Then someone will activate the show

Pop Sonnet #1163

Form a license round the chair
Sympathy to keep the sound
Unless the object flies in air
Then what can keep aground

A sight of all that keeps sturdy
Feeling like there is a point of loss
That could wind up being wordy
Or could nail me to the cross

And of course a cottage peace
That gets loud when avoiding
Watch the whole gang of cheese
Disappear into the void bring

Shelter to form a line around
The entire episodic found

Pop Sonnet #1164

Hatch a distant thought demise
From the presence into present
That defied a curtailed size
Being about the left for it went

Into a softer lime of dust
That replaced the offer of bronze
An age gone by want to trust
And hanging out with those ons

On or off it seems to matter
What could ever be misplaced
Forced the record into clatter
And once in awhile it is all chased

Back to the gravity that brought us down
Unless sympathy was still around

Pop Sonnet #1165

Catch the form for laughter shot
Feeling like that every once in awhile
Now you take it for what it is not
Unless you still remain on file

The dizzy race of making back
Volunteer for all the doings
And goings on that get back
Unto foggy feeling cooing

That gentle kiss of frothed clothes
Until a waking sound brings up
What can totally be arose
Until the time for us to sup

Will catch a hold of rice and banter
Could have dodged the entire planter

Pop Sonnet #1166

Shield the light to escape a tunnel
Got it all wrong in the deed
Separate and pour down a funnel
Oil when the machine is in need

To illustrate that old fine pointer does
Alleviate the box of candy
To make sure someone was
Feeling momentarily handy

An obscure mining for the dance
Take another with you
That separate meaning for a chance
Could have made from scratch too

Unless the objective grows simple too
Could have spotted the field for you

Pop Sonnet #1167

Treading water for an hour
To make up for what you miss
Could have played the day for flower
On the time to catch your sis

Trading posts to keep us scared
Couldn't take a course for fun
Sit in will notice the keep paired
To be at a decent run

That separates it in honor for
An outside certain that is serpent
For the nice one does implore
Just try to wait for a good Lent

That you gave up so much too
Brought you back to one or two

Pop Sonnet #1168

Separate the ocean charts
Cause a stir in the room
And bring back the lost darts
Discovery into the flume

That host of windows to watch
Out the back door of bragging
Just to dream about the notch
And the epic is still lagging

So design the way to end
All of the certain goals at hand
Doesn't matter if you bend
Could have had a way so grand

Why suddenly all the could have beens
Maybe they will make you grin

Pop Sonnet #1169

One more time down the chute
Like a slide it feels absolute
Taking time to know the route
And dropped the lesson of the flute

Make sure not to could be here
Wonder for awhile dear
Obsolete the quest is clear
Going to run course with beer

And the shell that I've become
Empty like a thought of some
When the time will really come
And I feel so outward dumb

That I raced to find complete
But I still feel obsolete

Pop Sonnet #1150

Water winding in the reach
Take ten steps and fire
To be sure of what to preach
About the situation dire

Answer walls establish rent
And search for company in the tear
Reevaluate what is sent
And be sure you know what to wear

For sympathy is a thing we learn
Over years that take a toll
Sometimes even take a turn
For the illustrations roll

And going over problem back
Entire village under attack

Pop Sonnet #1151

Damage resource feature math
Going out to return later
Once defended in the wrath
Could you at least state her

Presence was without a trip
To fancy down the street
A making of a blackened grip
Upon that which is treat

The suffering vampire until you wake
Reminds you of on oft gone
Failure or was it just a mistake
And here comes that creature to the lawn

So many strange insects today
Couldn't have easily turned away

Pop Sonnet #1152

Evaporate encounter furthermore rinse
With a certain practice of
The situation getting dense
When one sent out the love

Of ages into time standing rights
Could have found a certain flag
Wonder if there is a slight
Passing in the racing nag

That old horse back that truck made in
Too honest to be on the job
Without an overcoming grin
Would have looked like a cob

That shucking furnish into mixes
Do you believe in quick fixes

Pop Sonnet #1153

Two episodes later I felt the vibe
Driving around the piece
Of the simpleton that bribe
Certainly to take a fleece

Coming back out of a danger land
To certain stops at the smoke
Thought this week I would lend a hand
To an adventure for ability to be awoke

That certain feeling of the cry
About to mount a level head
To look back into research dry
The suffering instead

Would I love to find out more
Always take it toward the door

Pop Sonnet #1154

Miser leaning in a cot
Fantasy the thread of joy
To take back into the lot
And jump over the little boy

To raise a certain learning curve
Is about to burst to life
When other feelings make it swerve
I'll bet the trail could use a wife

Unless the farmer becomes him
That forgotten phase of lore
That echoes through the function grim
And pushes on for more

To escape into the flighty game
Means something will now stay the same

Pop Sonnet #1155

Learn to wander across the ground
Undermine the reason I implore
Could have heard the several round
Company to halt the gore

That flesh was tearing up inside
Could have favored different runs
Then a hefty voice can guide
The thing that holds back other suns

From appearing in the atmosphere
That is all deteriorating so rapid
When at last things become slightly near
Could have held onto that lap kid

That infected the night for reasons of loss
Could have made a less potent sauce

Pop Sonnet #1156

Look for doorways in your mind
Stare the glance aesthetic feel
Wonder what else you will find
Until it is time for that other meal

A walk or two to bust the gut
That storing up the food is wrong
Except it keeps you alive in cut
Making the damage go along

Feel an exception for what is here
Going to empty a certain volume
Wonder if I make it cheer
For the furnishings in the room

Investigate for hours why I am still
Going to choke down another pill

Pop Sonnet #1157

Softest landing of the day
Could have faded into scene two
Could make the changing of the clay
Seem too difficult to do

But the list is raging on
About the writings that are left
Go ahead and pray until dawn
An opera that was feeling cleft

After all my mind doesn't create sound
But sound activates the mind at least
What more is here to be found
What is left to be past fleeced

An underscore of locus in the gentle tide
Turning to prevent the fall, someone would have lied

Pop Sonnet #1158

But not to me the risk is clear
About a second or two later
And leaving it up to the queer
Wonder why she stayed here

Of course there is a line drawn thick
About the asking for what is told
That object that returns to wick
Another candle in the mold

What shape and smell will sell the flame
That sparks on with a fury
And completes objects in the game
When you have to worry

Could have developed another spot
Without canceling your previous thought

Pop Sonnet #1159

Illusions used to rest my case
Lost the proper clock
Out of vision in the chase
Could have thrown the block

For a simple make of auto drive
For the day we stopped and looked
Could have really come alive
When the driver was booked

And now I help with all I've got
A simple type of training
To go through and hide the knot
Against the tent when raining

Valueless advice that runs all around
Couldn't hear a single sound

Pop Sonnet #1140

Call off the writings
Or call them on
Stay quite inviting
Play until gone

The motif of question
Falls under a heading
Of mobility resting
And no enmity spreading

The gravity that takes us
Back to the time away
Without a bit more trust
The way to make it stay

About the way she looked down
And the way that she was found

Pop Sonnet #1141

Made for grant in dire need
The pilgrim stays the course
With whatsoever in the feed
When taken to the source

Of confusion in a bargain
Came to illustrate the book
Wonder if I can go far again
Treat me with a look

Of ecstasy it shortens
Time when plugged all in
And throw down important
And ask to be ready to begin

To make a chance with dire fate
And afterwards ameliorate

Pop Sonnet #1142

Will help you after going
To the point that you will share
And the object that is knowing
Will dance without a care

A thought that dreamer logic is
Real in this time of day
When awake and seeing the miss
Of burdens in the way

That she moves so slender
No man can resist
Wouldn't want to gender
Bend in the insist

Offer while you have the piece
And make good for the wearing fleece

Pop Sonnet #1143

Back to class one way around
Waiting in the hall
The beat will turn it up or down
And go forward to the ball

The mixed up dragon coach
It lies here on fire in the dark
When you will fear it will encroach
On plans to make a spark

And turn away the feeling here
The hopeful case will explode
And leave behind a drop of tear
In the biggest of the load

To remind the courage to stay from
A piece of feeling in the calm

Pop Sonnet #1144

Entering mercy on the level for
An ancient type of meal
That lived for the implore
That they would be here still

Up darkened twists the mounty rides
Across the range of mounts
That always knows when to hide
The one that know to count

And at least you sent it back
To a certain wave
Plan ahead for the attack
And hide out in a cave

Because once the battle starts
You will employ your darts

Pop Sonnet #1145

Escape the cross romantic dew
In furrowed memory here
The dream that class is never through
In total about a year

More of lessons would have worked
But I will take what I can get
Enough of education shirked
To know where I should set

Up a teleprompter that will feed
The word or two that I need
When it is time to bleed
And I'm looking for seed

The best thing I can do is wait
For each day to come by of late

Pop Sonnet #1146

Give me a bit more time until
The time has clean run out
Not sure why the read is still
Coming to make doubt

About whether it will publish soon
Or even make it at all
To dear readers coming soon
And disappears from wall

To peel a piece of words down
From the post that bares
Is to find the time to crown
A king for solid wares

Make a feeling dissipate the logic that is key
What else in this life would you have wanted to be

Pop Sonnet #1147

After all the makings of the sharp
Play back the constant music well
And I think when I hear a harp
I will know that it is about to sell

To the melody that background
Could safely stand to conceal
Once in awhile I catch a sound
And then I really really will

Go back and concentrate
About the pick up in the mix
The pick up arriving late
Maybe from the hope of a quick fix

But someone must like me still
And jealously you grabbed your fill

Pop Sonnet #1148

Now I think it will be in a box
Locked up so nothing escapes
And spills around the dancing clocks
And blowing cross the drapes

That windy spot of year end crash
Each time it fluctuates
That golden beacon in the stash
Emptying while it rates

And thoughts will come and go
So fast you won't be able to tell
Unless they open up the flow
That clearly sends to hell

Any chance that if this works
You will brag to all the clerks

Pop Sonnet #1149

At least now I will say
What I've wanted to all along
That courage is to make a day
Come singing the next song

And after awhile you will climb
Back to the discovered hill
That will take you to a place of rhyme
And give you all the chill

That you will need to get by here
It is a pleasant place
Just set forth your memory dear
And remember it is and is not a race

Both definitions most accurately
But it will lead you to the glee

Pop Sonnet #1130

Star crash felt the dealing soon
Lecture in a basket place
Soldier that bore his wound
Steady round the old try race

Learn to deal with escaping
Through the chords of night
Watch when times are scraping
Without a real long pillow fight

Feel like I am a fail safe
But really let know one down
Floating along like a waif
On a surface below sound

Make a different kind of rain
Steal away the empty pain

Pop Sonnet #1131

So when rocks turn into puddles
The feeling will subside
And sometimes days get muddled
So the rest will catch a ride

But believe me it is not you
That makes me feel this way
At least for turns that grew
And the water in the bay

That promised us a lifetime
Of missions for the run
Wonder if there is a crime
To be left back in the sun

To support a growing field
And to make for the only yield

Pop Sonnet #1132

Add the frozen text of water
To the core of ice in streams
That can replace my old daughter
With the river of dreams

And make a fearful deemed
Along with merry rinse
That questioned when it screamed
And thought too gently since

The older way of looking
To cross paths with a dame
And building block-booking
Not accounting for the same

Yet when the path is crossed frequently
Sometimes ties are just kept secretly

Pop Sonnet #1133

To add an hour to your sleep
Would be the only goal for now
Because you feel it creep
Over company that allow

The feeling that yesterday's plan
Was lost into the ringer of the storm
And to predict what you can
Will keep you in the very warm

A frightened piece of last night's game
Would have listened to the leak
Without a trickle of the name
Learned about it in the week

When something must be done about this
What more would you want to miss

Pop Sonnet #1134

Now I see why I was a smoker
Anything to wake me up
The sleep is backing like a broker
In the message in a cup

Tied with rope to one end
A primitive type of phone
Learn to glide right in
To phase eternally at stone

That lifts from different mazes
A type of losing steam from the freeze
Whatever brings back all the crazes
And praying back to feel the breeze

With a certain type of wine
Everything becomes fine

Pop Sonnet #1135

Wonder if someone is with it
Because for awhile I feel asleep
Don't mind when I feel lit
For it is better to be at weep

The way that syntax error brings
Back the problem with the most
Of all of the discovered things
It brightens for the host

And honestly as automated as it can
The words generate themselves
But practice while you stand
And be not afraid to delve

Unless you hit the brick wall
Then you could be used to save us all

Pop Sonnet #1136

Better off that your business ain't mine
Would have loved to explain what happened to me
Now at least I'm feeling more incline
To let her look like letting be

Without a simple liner
Of the scope in feeling worth
That will often make a shiner
Out of deals that make the firth

Of a labeled miss out rocking
In the soul of cathedral days
That would have been seen crocking
All the time I choose my own haze

Unless felt worth to a machine
Might as well use the being

Pop Sonnet #1137

To be idled in the stash
Is a place I think about
And the driven for the cash
Makes a day bring more clout

To the divine interpretation
And the quiet dripping rain
Of the back of fought for nation
The soldier's bring a whole new pain

But for awhile the plot grows thick
And recovers when a sage
Brings about the softening wick
That will wear wax like a wage

That thinking feeling back again
Don't want to admit where I have been

Pop Sonnet #1138

Once again I've traveled
Cross the plains and sea
Over mountains that have graveled
For the ancient history

And at least once off the cuff
In a haze of the way to learn
What if someone were to bluff
And then all would be spurn

To the core of the whole thought
That came dragging back in
To the place that time forgot
And the lesson is sin

Will rule our life for a moment
And strike against the new flint

Pop Sonnet #1139

And the symbol of a box trick
Is to squeeze the lesson clean
Whenever you may feel a bit sick
Want to fade into the scene

And ride in back for the long road trip
Don't know when we will arrive
Just make sure you are ready to equip
The things that make for good drives

Like conversation and a soft spot
For emotions that rise
Don't know what more is to be dot
When we run low on guise

The many aftermaths are swarming
And are felt all through the last of morning

Pop Sonnet #1120

Throw for distance in the contest
Run another mile
Once you have slept in your vest
And return for the fast dial

When hesitation stills the quick
Resisting childish thoughts
And regress for the simple flick
About the things are sought

To undermine a lion share
Of the calories in the rest
Wonder if sometimes you care
And leap out of the old nest

In case there is a bit of lingering symmetry
Coughing always able to write down the test of sea

Pop Sonnet #1121

After awhile things go crooked
For the scope in the factory
Whatever other time you looked
And drink a solid stripe to be

A fenced in out of touch
Make the level contemplate
When something is as such
Otherwise time is used to wait

To fill appropriate working more
To tell a sideways for the glance
And properly they score
Across the field of pound romance

A threat cult wild and mild
Offer even works when a child

Pop Sonnet #1122

Making for the blank page
When the day will be so right
That the early word of the cage
Wouldn't be all there in fight

When the pressure is so backward long
From the corner in the spot
Making wonders at the belong
When there's nothing that is hot

Unless it is time to change the bag
That a feel good type of rest
Leaves enormously in lag
Of the thought there is a best

When you get so very up there
It is still time to care

Pop Sonnet #1123

Holding back for mercy gaining
In the quiet time of hints
That there is a time for raining
In the state of wearing splints

That will straighten out the bones
Which are still very soft
And one day to pay of loans
To make that in which I've oft

Thought about the mad debts
That are still on my record state
Nothing could be more set
Than a tiny feel of date

When the day will finally come
No one else will be the sum

Pop Sonnet #1124

And after all when strung out
The feeling is a worth a write
After package in the route
Would have flown by silver night

Of the wrangler in the set up
Tried to win and still would gain
For the mind in the let up
For a farthing to your plain

That receives an epic loss
To a fate that is more here
And the turn for your own boss
Is so old to disappear

And received the delegate in the school
Without wearing the last of the wool

Pop Sonnet #1125

Got to love silent film dragon keep
For the mode to be outdated
Something would have really sleep
Through magma like I'm faded

Cellulose is what is used
To run a simple reel
But there is left out some confused
Whilst I return to steal

And give it up for medicinal pills
That absolutely sedate the brain
Whatever seems is left for real
Inside the quiet lane

That turbo strike a dozen word thoughts
Whatever you are you are not

Pop Sonnet #1126

Sometimes you just have to look as close
To the object of the verse
In case something has never pose
To never get much curse

Unless they hand in and over
Paralytic snake
Looking at this spice of clover
Sympathy is in the shake

Of the worst type of storm
Ever known to persons
But sometimes it  does get warm
Even if the weather worsens

But for now it so good
To be outside as it should

Pop Sonnet #1127

Every moment that you feel
Is a moment lapsed in two
Without taking mass appeal
Finding out what curves on true

The approach to what your feeling
Is an operative emotion scope
With a smile in the stealing
For what little amount of hope

Grows into a new detail
Of a process left to gain
And chasing that old whale
Is left up to you so plain

When repetition bleeds all over the words in your head
Make sure you write enough of words before you wind up dead

Pop Sonnet #1128

Offer to be backward
In a remedy of hits
That drive around the old gird
To be a duct of pits

That fallen into would be very hard
To get back out of
What to do to update a card
Is often very made into love

A strain of feelings
That never seem to subside
Without the empty kneeling
With a way to the old bride

And if you are together quite forever
Makes sense to be with someone clever

Pop Sonnet #1129

After all the compromises
Are a bit to think about
Unless the old surmises
Come and shoe in for the doubt

Of a recourse into thinking
When a while at a use
Could come back with power drinking
God's own flavor in the booze

That barely makes a rise
So gently from a friend
Without the spoken lies
To be somewhere near the end

What timing is so perfect until
And will cost you another reel

Pop Sonnet #1110

Early to remember about the night
That candy was taken to the roar
Of a wind that brought back sight
Had enough awhile for more

When planning blades come suffering
Children laugh at different games
And the time it all takes for buffering
Where you have to place your aims

A grill that offends savagely
Approaching the mouth now
When she looks to ravage she
Often makes the row

Worth binging into on a mast
Binging just to make it last

Pop Sonnet #1111

Even up the use of barns
In the gullible style
Of traveling to the old darns
After seeing the smile

And I forgot what insults are
When given to the face
Unless you get kicked out of the car
And you will always feel the space

That all kinds of ways
Went to the cross with crime
Hope that all could be the stays
Float your latest dime

And just forgive the small mistake
Without feeling that is fake

Pop Sonnet #1112

Showing off for fear of toxin
Waves floating my way
They just might want to be boxing
Upon a perfect day

When isolation freezes frames
The taken from the heap
Of clothes that appear in shames
The trail is very steep

Wonder why the bug is here
To take a certain goal
And live around the simple rear
Of the shapeless stole

A treasure of treasures that comes in dice
At least familiarity broke the guise

Pop Sonnet #1113

Choose again from the stack
The tiny pressure point check
However you may feel you lack
And days go by on deck

Before the pale comes washing on
The appearance of the grail
Until one day you find she is gone
And cannot find the trail

Once in awhile I break a rule
And nothing seems to happen at all
Maybe what I learned in school
Is dizzy for the stall

Of pressure cooker on a timer in a pan
Maybe someone else should go back to the man

Pop Sonnet #1114

At least the number sequence
Is not bent all out of shape
It starts with a load of frequents
That return to the cape

Located at a getaway isle
Beside the water still
You can walk for quite a mile
And take up in the deal

Once in awhile to just cut back
And take the burden down
What you need is what you lack
So dabble with the crown

That comforts you in ways that you will eventually convince
Maybe without the slightest bit of evidence

Pop Sonnet #1115

So in common proper charge
Gained for commerce week
Wheels will make the cadence large
Never cared how much you speak

And divide up the spoils
Lost your launch
In the way she broils
Full of the staunch

After awhile the ministry comes back
And returns a message for saved
To remember to stay on track
However you decide to get paved

Over the road that needs a change
But not too often to blow the range

Pop Sonnet #1116

Make confusion battery
A principle erased
Get used to joy in flattery
And carry back the waste

That burls over the side of melting
In a flagon calf
Without giant hail balls pelting
The dotted other half

That samples forward into shore
Monkey when you are wet
Make time to pray for the poor
And cutting off the net

Of carry dice upon the watch
You just went up a whole new notch

Pop Sonnet #1117

Weapons and armor behind the lock
But you will not break in
Always chasing mad the clock
The lessons service the been

Involved ever so regular exploit
Lost another scratch
And address quite adroit
The undoing of that latch

Makes for wonders in a bowl
Of the dreamers carafe
When you feel the droplets roll
Under face you laugh

And can't remember all the blacking out that had to appear
When no one was looking you ate more than just a year

Pop Sonnet #1118

Knowing that the roundabout
Was flooding the whole plot
Sending your best power scout
And taking the I to dot

When feeling lengths of words games
There is a morrow in the push
And stop to remember what makes dames
An average place of shush

To keep the pace working all the day
The ignorance I've slept
On a wheel that creates the ray
Into most to have kept

A droplet of tears that cause a launch
And with tobacco you will find staunch

Pop Sonnet #1119

Not sure what I did to make him ask
What questions were still coming
And take the most of exciting cask
Of stage work in the bumming

With a mannerism notice
The way we stand in line
Something was the roast less
Another melt of the fine

And not that I get asked a lot
But I guess I'm not offended
So if you need to know I'm not
The one with those that bended

Count me in anyway though
After awhile I will be slow

Pop Sonnet #1100

The body sleeps behind the quite ache
Technically dreaming a mind in a cloud
What is left up to the take
Clearly reaching for a proud

Day at the paradise hall of marks
That dance into the horizon screen
Wandering to meet the sparks
And fancy a day for the lean

That sparkle justly into night
Spreading like a mass butterfly
Good in any kind of fight
Whether or not the dreamer shy

Undertake the bottom of
The mighty push to meet a shove

Pop Sonnet #1101

Tastes kind of funky
Not sure what the issue is
Normal is full of junky
Bills invited they're his

But I'll down a pot anymore
For the wake and taste
That may be strange or
Average to the waste

So find out what makes
The cup so perfect now
In my look to the sakes
So the words keep the plow

And gone away the silver line
That pinpoint that became so fine

Pop Sonnet #1102

Grab a piece before gone
Learn to fit a straight
Card into the pawn
And love the wait

Proper until time to go
Make a dance for the win
Feel to bend back like a bow
Got to stop the process of sin

But I assure there is a way
To do just what you want
And to please the last of play
To get back in the front

So cleverly you fix the books
And toss back a couple looks

Pop Sonnet #1103

Meal ticket warming
Fallen through the glass
Got to be storming
When you unbridle the ass

Permanent scars on my brain
For reasons I can explain
Thought of an episode drain
And at least saw the rain

Falling into a pool of spheres
Instigate the written down
Words of feeling in the years
That empty to be back in town

The feeling like there is no one there
Just replace the empty atare

Pop Sonnet #1104

Either something is not right
With the flavor of the coffee
Or something puts up a fight
The bitterness of the plea

To find the problem is it the cup
Or washing demonstrates
That the dog was just a pup
In the dream of why it waits

And simply take the feeling grip
A cinch of eternal bliss
That comes to trickle off the lip
And into a proud kiss

That fancies a decent burial plot
Don't forget what you forgot

Pop Sonnet #1105

At least the brain wave centered in
The feeling when I'm down
Sometimes I feel it is rent or win
The baggage like a clown

That made a thought reappear
When it was needed to
Maybe that is why my fear
Came to be anew

Type of work that is described
As a wage for blisters
Had you gone and make the bribed
Come back and take your sisters

Wise to bide your time a bit
Wiser when she had a fit

Pop Sonnet #1106

Finally tasting a bit more normal
Probably too strong to begin
Maybe you can salvage formal
The way back into the win

That makes for a turn of events
Which changes the way the game
Is played it only makes sense
And hide behind your door of shame

And finally felt what night has done
An epic to be mailed to the man
And he will see how meter's fun
Sticking to a cautious plan

Of celebrating written things
What more could the Summer bring

Pop Sonnet #1107

Drop a dropper into the sink
Make the memorize account for
That quite a heavy drink
Out the window in the door

And if you start feeling better
Over time it will go away
Just somehow find my seater
And we'll know what to say

Dragging in the heart of boxes
That shattered into plains of speech
And shot a hole in one of the foxes
Don't know how far to reach

But I do know that it is so far
Got to drive there with a car

Pop Sonnet #1108

Feel it someone invite in
To be more of a skilled
Feeling that there's someone fin
The market to be over billed

The sonic burst of tyrant spring
Forced back into the ship
Whatever you would like to bring
Falling into the clip

And burst of echoes in the field
With window labor into a mix
When do you think it will be yield
Of a thousand in the fix

To state a claim is also stake
The courage is not a mistake

Pop Sonnet #1109

Wonder where to plug in
The computer will be well protected
But I see that throwing when
Will get us all elected

To a higher form of court
That can slurp into a shine
And we'll unbury our old fort
With a shatter in the vine

That voice that brings all day back
Into the fog of day
The day aloud to be in rack
Of when the term is clay

To forage through a trail of trees
Cut down for paper to their knees

Pop Sonnet #1090

After all the broken rule
Will fit to wear for more
The everlasting wanton duel
Makes for the flesh at core

Without the melting hammer
Of a thousand days of pardons
And off you start to yammer
Unless the day will harden

A holy influx of the coast
That profits time to fly
And take for the gentle host
Wonder what I should go buy

But fixing up a plan to win back the flag
And writing just to avoid the lag

Pop Sonnet #1091

Screeching halt drops the curtain
Out of the first act
You can know for certain
Matter of fact

Place your bets so precise
That the better half sheds
What you could leave on ice
Makes for phantom beds

The scalp of fortune smiles back
A haunting with a twist
Take for certain double black
You have been sorely missed

And talk about the lack of eating
When someone was a treating

Pop Sonnet #1092

Monitor air so bring the funk
Dare to start over the way
And throw a kiss to the punk
That made for thrills today

Never mind that bottom out
To walk alongside plain
Details when the day goes doubt
And symbolize the rain

Take a fancy to the chase
Feeling evaporates to mist
And if you feel the lace
After all you got the gist

And make a feeling of a pleasant start
Always kicks back into the heart

Pop Sonnet #1093

Took some time to throw back
Taste the wine real slow
Without a single hack
Don't know what I don't know

And to take a crumb from tables
Offer to be back in sound
Maybe you can switch the labels
To get to what you have found

Got to criss cross thoughts that fly
In a circle forward with
And then you bother to see why
Situation takes a myth

Because I did not see you were in town
And just don't tell anyone how I am down

Pop Sonnet #1094

Turn faithful in the filament rye
The turning of the cards
Woke up with a feeling high
About the lost in yards

After all the perfect fit
Is reading fine print here
Wonder where I should sit
Maybe that is fear

Of feeling involved without another say
And hoping for a feeling
Like the one I had yesterday
All time healing

In the pressure of the club
Never mind that you are on the hub

Pop Sonnet #1095

Read me rights about
The faithful follows out
Do not have to shout
Take a new route

And buy up some time which
For the lack of thoughts
Hit upon a certain glitch
And smile to the shots

Just to hang out feeling good
Mentions for the timing should
Somehow I always knew you would
Real caffeine in the system could

Wake you up on your birthday
If you need to realize the worth say

Pop Sonnet #1096

Have a nice trip on your way
To feel the most is born
When you are back in the ray
Of holding on your horn

And the fantasy it shines
For silver lace of tact
After all the making fines
That which here in shacked

A common theme of empty thoughts
You know to dance for separate shards
And as the candy melt in throat
After you think of cards

When the fantastic feeling of the hash
Makes you want to grow your stash

Pop Sonnet #1097

Work for weeks and months awhile
To size up for the worth
Proper to check the style
Of the nature's birth

That animal that precipice
Over rocky ledge
And think about things twice
To avoid the sledge

That smashes down on thinking thoughts
Made for twice the prize
And stomach is all tied in knots
Know that is how cries

The bird to the wind upon a branch
Head on back to the ranch

Pop Sonnet #1098

After all when things work out
I am not one to say
After all I have planned to shout
About the other way

That planter of a coast
Returns to theatrics
Wanting to prepare the most
For the reeling thicks

That make for film a looking glass
Commodify my wording
Time so soon to get off my ass
And stop the world from hurting

Because too long gone through the sadness
But now I think you should check the business

Pop Sonnet #1099

Last time for awhile
Gone and given them the slip
Like it works the mild
Evidence is strip

The feeling that it paid off
In the month of working hard
After all there is no scoff
To a left over shard

That flipped over the table
When the shower freshened up
After telling fables
Work in a session cup

To force a word or two down your lumpy throat
Is more than I could hope for to know about the moat

Pop Sonnet #1080

Girl makes the dream alive
Shine for the length of
Whatever makes you strive
The answer is always love

And make a certain plain
Of reason and logic come new
A thought for a knowing rain
Crashing down to complete due

That creation of old that comes in
And sits upon the shelf like a heart
Eternally feel quite better when
Taking you back from the start

Making an epic shine through and through
Still makes me wonder what is there to do

Pop Sonnet #1081

And after all the feeling is certain
To make a visible thought
Ring down the guiding curtain
And make more for what is not

Here or there to come into rehearse
For awhile there is time to get wet
On a long shot but might flip a nurse
Over the silver that you forget

With help from the bank
You know they will ask
Whatever your rank
Whatever the task

And find a repeated slow motion make
Sometimes speeding up can be fake

Pop Sonnet #1082

Make all the pieces come flying down fit
The noise that is offed in the cold
Now the Summer returns to sit
And seizes forever grabs hold

Make a memory or two slide past
A feeling of certainty gained
And now you are in dead last
Still dragging from having been chained

To a spectacle notice the idea is here
Restore the feeling you want
And seize back the flux of the tear
I hope it forgives you in front

Make music to play in the car
And take us all back to your star

Pop Sonnet #1083

Struggle elations set time proper back
Will you find out the feeling
And proper is still next to the mineral lack
Of when I divide the next healing

Up like a booty into several shares
Come and ask to drag another scope
And each of all of them will get theirs
A dare to become an old rope

That climbs magically to the fit
Unless time is certainly here
To give up and maybe even to quit
With more that will slide into rear

That offense of a dragon in tow
You can just make for the glow

Pop Sonnet #1084

A division of blurred lines is seen
Important draws back the Rhino
In case the diligent clean
And laugh when you walk to the wino

Of all that you still could have done
Situation packed full of roses
To bury you under the gun
And threaten with the rubber hoses

Not that anything actually happens
Got to by now feel the shore
Now run at least until the lap ends
And chase the threat back to the core

In case of a diligent land
Sift so softly sore sand

Pop Sonnet #1085

Why wait for the pleasure
When it can be obtained
Sooner for leisure
Into the sustained

Loop of eternal wisdom and truth
The seeker of hopeful ties
Full of the definite ruth
That binds like the filament flies

To chop up the matter to bits
And fill the elemental sound
Whatever it seems to forget
The time you were back around

And made for a bus like there's not another
What more do you think we could do to each other

Pop Sonnet #1086

And after awhile the linger catches hold
Out of the starving feeling of gain
That stops by to pressure what is here sold
And returns on a road trip to Maine

Could there be a fantasy that comes true
Unless the day is designed to make clutch
Of a thought of a day without any new
Feelings that it could be dropped off as such

That is my only next to visual defense
Maybe it works out anyway in the end
And now be prepared ladies and gents
For the microcosm of a simple blend

That causes the sparkle to switch back lanes
And gets together for each of the gains

Pop Sonnet #1087

Wreck a disaster truck was unloaded
By an angry person of night
And after all you find out that the show did
Not see the things of third sight

When senses become heightened to levels
Even an incomprehensible question
Could be given back to the hill bells
That could be counted as his situation

Without working completely
But not quite a fail
Blowing kisses so sweetly
And invite us to jail

Where we can get passed the guards with a small token
And make sure the sleeper is never awoken

Pop Sonnet #1088

Getting so close it is easy to see
And blending so friends came to be
Underwriting all of those old melodies
And loving the world for simple appease

And comes to a head in the end of the day
When all of the chemicals have made their own way
Whatever you could have figured out to say
Makes for a certain figure will stray

Around the old garden when you get back
For illusory qualities in the old fact
Magic potion spell book a quandary in black
Made it all look like a matter of tact

Vision gets blurry when glasses come off
And I remember smoking made me cough

Pop Sonnet #1089

Finding a design that is a better picture quest
Going to simply go after the best
Finding out way over the nice chest
That bad things did happen for nest

Is new to the deleted bad memory sin
At least it is not a real manifest in
Told you all not to go where I've been
And at least someone could handle again

The fact of the last thought of the tide
Take back the bridle to go for a ride
And there are still a few places to hide
Make sure whatever be there to abide

And hunger is a moment that dissipates
After all the bread line is where she waits

Pop Sonnet #1070

Talk about things when you please
Don't stop on account of the ethic
That sometimes takes eternally
To cut you off at the quick

Which is a double standard true
The facts are in for now
And wonder if they'll dive the clue
Staying in a perfect plow

Driving wild with freak mirror
Gone to celebrate the task
With the frequent in the steer or
Does someone still have to ask

Worthy when the folks brought milk
And my shirt is made of silk

Pop Sonnet #1071

Showing off the prophet must
Understanding courtesy laugh
Find apparent in the trust
Cut the piece into a half

Finding out that time is here
Bought the rest of feelings
In the grip of addict fear
And dreams that project ceilings

That whole space that closes in
Sometimes without a reason
Guess I don't know where to grin
At time for all the treason

Expect a show off in your middle
To be playing second fiddle

Pop Sonnet #1072

Frequent time to stop her still
For the panic in the fill
About the question of the will
And return to the graven hill

That switched a plan in action fast
Have to move when others strike
And wearing more than a tight cast
What you like is what you like

And if you take it back again
There is a problem with this
After all someone will win
A perfect feeling of a kiss

And if you feel good about the sound
Then maybe the ball should be downed

Pop Sonnet #1073

With occurrence in the plain
Finding if the text will be counting more
Than an agreement with the cane
Of the cycle that plays to the core

An open eye that steals a glance
Finding out about a wish
Of the thought to take a chance
And head back to the dish

Which furthermore makes time to land
On stilts that makes it high up
And reaching out for someone's hand
Reaching for the cup

That could have been given if it were at a section
About tomorrow with a convection

Pop Sonnet #1074

Running low on beverage drink
Got to cut loose for a ship
That is about now at the brink
Of tying off another clip

Of the length that gave to me
A serious thought of cater career
Slippery when you thought to see
About the other day near

Sometimes feels forced but never is
About to get a plate of spins
That worship on the next of miss
And tack down all of the pins

Without a redline to appear
Older than Jesus in a year

Pop Sonnet #1075

Take it literal to a point class
Find timing out in sex
That feeling there has been a mass
Of the other holy next

A play clock designed to run out fast
With a second that is wearing masks
And otherwise to make it cast
Without questions no one asks

That time to chip in all the coins
The fountain wishes taken care
And please deliver to the loins
A heavy express of lair

The second time it happened, I got up and got a drink
Left you for a second to go and start a blink

Pop Sonnet #1076

Masking time to operate
The sinister moon math
After all the Spanish Gate
Quills in the old bath

That ink is blotting to the potion
Taking time to explore wind
Setting things into a motion
And asking you to be a friend

Is the last request I would make
Before revealing here
That the tiny little mistake
Would push me into fear

The button is pressed the rockets launched
And in a few more minutes staunched

Pop Sonnet #1077

After all the shaking mouse
Plays presence in the ball
Of the escape from the plain house
That left you in a thrall

Of fear and lack thereof too true
Escaping from the form
And type to stay right into
The color that is warm

A profit share of a mark
Dividend returning
That pays for light otherwise dark
And lights are always burning

But for now there is a thought
That can take time for a shot

Pop Sonnet #1078

When you have run out of things to say
Pleasant taking time
Remember tomorrow is a new day
For what is left to mime

The realism of a word or two
Can be realty in a while
Which makes you wonder if it is true
When cocking half a smile

And taking the serene old man
To a different place
And running just to say you ran
With something in the mace

That wards away the evil men
Never winning just to win

Pop Sonnet #1079

Almost in a hurry but
Half a week is not that cut
To be in a giant rut
And to call the office nut

That left with rain into a bag
The older that belonged in lag
And carefully we scaled the crag
Buying someone else a dag

That cuts so deep when using blades
Whatever you think of lemonades
In the way of making raids
Against the wall of the old maids

And wandering back to the ship
Just to find a filled up clip

Pop Sonnet #1060

Running a course for a simple verb
Try to slow down in the race
And sometimes you fall on the curb
How lovely to be born in this place

So no matter where the dare comes
The motion of time drifts passing by
And the voices are all turning dumb
From a the sole maker that wants to fly

And redeemable security posed
Inside an idle of wheels
Socked up the panic exposed
And no one else will try to steal

Encourage the feeling of powers
And wile away all the hours

Pop Sonnet #1061

Right now I am learning to run
The ever so daunting of press
Wish I could be nicer to none
Except all the feeling I guess

Could make for understood laws
Custom to vibrate the phone
And go ahead and feel draws
Under the spiral that groans

For a plan to rewrite the service
And forget about the extra schooling
Whatever does make you so nervous
And at least they are now car pooling

A decision to stay on the word
And ask you to watch the old bird

Pop Sonnet #1062

Drum beat the collage is dear
To find the outer most layer
Of a fine time to be here
Only to consider the prayer

From a lapse of flesh in the broken
An assortment of the failing lung
So gently tears that are spoken
Softly for what could be hung

Along with the circle of rain
That closes in on the cab ride you take
And deals so simply with grain
That liquor of all of the make

A simpler choice to consume fire water
And chase after your daughter

Pop Sonnet #1063

Motion control is my love
Of stealing ships painted black
Don't you dare push or shove
Or take not offense in the shack

To wear a bracelet of conjuring ghosts
And shoot the lightning bolts
Feel fairly heavy about the most
Of the acceptance of cults

That shatter the vision of playing
A ring of a proxy to lie
And stain a ring finger is staying
An each and episode guy

That you thought was more behaving
And counting down to the raving

Pop Sonnet #1064

At least once in awhile it brings
A security post in the heat
And every so often she sings
About what can ever be beat

The end of the day harkens joy
To a darker turn of events
And after the under employ
Of that simple new evidence

That proves everyone has to channel
A personal goal to be saved
And check out the button on flannel
That flew off and became so slaved

Of a future uncertain like we know
And calm down turn over the show

Pop Sonnet #1065

After appearing to some to have status
A fortunate turn of events
Completes that symbolic climb up the lattice
Of where can encourage the rents

So to flee uncertain remains
A catch of lump that runs for the green
And out of the old dire lanes
Of eternity reigning for screen

That was booked together in sequential order
The neighborhood can be rebuilt
To lay all the claim to rewarder
That left you down in the guilt

To make a runaway return home
And to take more interest in the comb

Pop Sonnet #1066

Hero of eternal libation
Comes dancing and singing inside
To bring back the thrill of the nation
And stopping to make twice a bride

Of the people you thought that you knew
And found out that nothing was certain
And to ever remain more than true
To bring down the final days curtain

And linger on a topic while staying
Upon a group decision to make
A day where there is only playing
And to ask again what is at stake

To bring memories of bursting at seams
And to soften the very loud screams

Pop Sonnet #1067

Weakness is heard in the dire
Thrust to bring back all attire
When the mercy sets out the fire
And lost in the jealousy mire

That foe of eternal felt sure
When often the water is pure
To feel you becoming the cure
And asking for one final stir

The impetus raises the bar
And still nothing seems to go far
While racing you all with a bar
That always takes care of my car

That old lie of feeling this way
Has made me feel sometimes okay

Pop Sonnet #1068

When sharpening the apparatus to use
Make sure it apparently hangs
Over sonic of heard pair to choose
The ribbon that constantly bangs

Out the record of blacksmith that hits
The sword on the anvil is burning
And falls out into little bits
Of after all metal is earning

The price of a soldier or knight
That went down the road of hero strength
Always good in a fight
No matter how long the length

But now I look back and I am at peace
To find the constance in the niece

Pop Sonnet #1069

Fall off the dragon you ride
When sharp corners in the sky
Turn to invisible sides
That often make the dragonfly

Turn to shading of colors in specter
The lost art of painting the clouds
And if you cannot win then elect her
Whatever more you say is allowed

After all look what be careful has done
A package of tied down careers
And out of the lingering sun
Will pair off with elegant dears

The more you come back to the problem you saved
Means it will really matter if no one is waved

Pop Sonnet #1050

Taking easy time to tell
The mystery revealed
Have a bit left still to sell
And Ocean water stilled

The driving up to the old gate
A Walk-a-thon in mind
And feeling better in the state
Of knowing there's a blind

Leading us to new tomorrows
In the gentle phrases
Indicate the softer borrows
Watch where you set your gazes

And still the lyrics push on full
More honest and more tolerable

Pop Sonnet #1051

No doubt the hammer drops the lane
Inside the praise of the wake
That fastens energy to the grain
And bluffs when a mistake

Of cannon clearing out of twine
The shooting days are back
Call a picture to call mine
The glory that you hack

From the master college of letters and arts
Have to find the meaning of that
Feeling of a thousand darts
Bringing up in flat

Broke the day of swords in storage
After awhile you encourage

Pop Sonnet #1052

The raise of a mistaken tank
Dire disappearing snake
Want to go ahead and flank
But there is still a shake

Of serving old and serving new
The curvature reward
Ends up feeling left in few
A day you could have stored

The lost causes in an amped
Feel that you have raced
Up to about where they camped
And then your footsteps retraced

Lovely to view the river from a bridge this time of year
Lovely to think of how often the sky is bright and clear

Pop Sonnet #1053

But if the downcast fills the sky
An hour or so from now
Please remember I will be by
The other way somehow

Eternally experiment in riches
And in wealth of a kind
Follow humbly through the ditches
And stole back a find

Of tomorrow's golden stick
That ramshackle of a haze
Fire it up with just one pick
Darkness in the maze

Find your way around a path you've been down today
And it will lead you back to the entrance if you go the same way

Pop Sonnet #1054

Could have taken the empirical lesson
On the wooden horse
Feel like holding a whole new session
Makes for time in force

Feeling like I'll never make it
Now you do know why
The goal is too big to fake it
That is here with the imply

After awhile to get to where the goal
Is winding up a shot
Of tomorrow in a hole
Accompany the onslaught

Of waves that ripple gently over the sea of dreams
And finding the other tears that flow into the seams

Pop Sonnet #1055

Wouldn't want to lose a single
Word that is written down
Got to find a way to mingle
With the golden sound

That released you from the cage
Keeping shelter over dogs
Offering the smallest wage
But at least you feel the cogs

Turning and burning the card that flips
Without a single remote
You would be at the end of skips
Without an antidote

But freshen up and feel quite ready
I think that this is getting heady

Pop Sonnet #1056

Emotion that will stay for awhile
After trial after trial
And offer just to make you smile
After mile after mile

The impetus to scape is clean
Heavily the mixing catch
Of proper to make sure of keen
The pasture has a patch

Of grass a way from other patches
When gently you calm down
And ration out the books of matches
Wearing your silky gown

Don't stumble off the trail when warned of bikers in the path
At least no matter who will go they'll know the basic math

Pop Sonnet #1057

An athlete is a scholar too
It is a choice you make
When they feel a purpose new
There is no room for fake

The cards that handed over and out
Prophecies arise
Most are false and still without
The scholarship of wise

Men that test on what the subject
They have studied hard
And feel free to build the bridge erect
In parts of the last card

A hustle back to making sense
Out of a quick hose rinse

Pop Sonnet #1058

It takes a lot to get to here
Would I recommend this
Feeling of what has to near
A feeling like a kiss

Because once you have done all you could
The show will reappear
Flagons in the sheltered wood
And mystical the leer

Of where to pass a gaze of told
That sympathy unlocked
Potential in a stable hold
The plan as they say is half cocked

To take a way the feeling fine
And to make sure most of us are in line

Pop Sonnet #1059

How would the day be different now
If slight details were changed
It would probably be the same somehow
Whatever thoughts are ranged

To think back to a time
I could have had all that I want
Now I'm on the government dime
Keeping up the stunt

Of feeling like nothing ever ends
In fact recently I make a steadfast goal
Of finding all the kindest friends
That lighten up the hull

Of opportunity a ship that sails into the night
Just make sure not to douse the needed candlelight

Pop Sonnet #1040

Music kicks on from a distant source
Wrap it up gently in a nice cloth rag
And keep playing for deed in the course
It is almost the time to pay for a lag

Of featured endangered pregnant pause
The fullness of being the fullness of cause
And find out later that pairs up the laws
Indeed the feeling of removing your bras

And taking off everything that once was yours
Find a tear wasted over cuff
And spending hours going through what was hers
All of this fighting just over stuff

You write what you know but it won't get you far
To write at all is the act that is star

Pop Sonnet #1041

And maybe they can take things over the top
Simply enjoy things when they come
And make slipstream of potent feel when it cop
A makeshift arrangement for that Rum

A feeling I get every time I need proof
Of the orgy that goes on in my head
Maybe that is the way to be more of goof
The pilgrimage was so full of lead

That making the turn out fight for a reason
Everyone knows the fireball gum
Is still going to stick in the caught just a pleasing
Sound of a startled thrown back bum

That starts to make use of all of the joy
Until you find out about the rest of the toy

Pop Sonnet #1042

With you sometimes I feel so true as though
Once in awhile it makes sense to steal
But make sure you give back what you know
Can't pay for someone else having a meal

Unless of course bringing back fun to the gate
Still tired even though I did not stay up late
And now time is slower I still have to wait
And of course by now I know that is my fate

Whatever reaches the end a long way off
Take time to seriously relate
And now it is to you which I doff
The feeling across the satiate

Of important feel good tricks of the trade
And how far can you go in water to wade

Pop Sonnet #1043

A few more words from now is the goal
Don't wonder about what might have been here
Or maybe something could have been whole
That is the part that never gets clear

A moistening rice of appetite feels
What was left in the empty reels
And make sure no one kneels
To the man that had the steels

Or stealing in time to prefer a last kiss
From the fair maiden so full of power
Her model of planning was full of the bliss
She really was the maiden of the hour

And so obey the calls that she makes
So from now on the history of lakes

Pop Sonnet #1044

Will become so much more important to you
And excuse the history so much had been seen
For feelings that I once had possibly come through
And someday you will have to at least meet the dean

The experience is different for everyone that had
A feeling like they want all and more for a loss
Of time would not only confuse but still make sad
So might as well take a journey back down from the cross

To an incitement of derogatory flailing at the school
Of words and lies and hatred that steamed full of shit
If everything could only be as likely as a pool
That serenity needed to invite anyone that is it

So illustrate the record without pulling back
And never should have tricked her into sitting on a tack

Pop Sonnet #1045

Maybe you would have wanted to play this way
A separated incident for climbing to the top
And if the feature black and white mixes into gray
When finding out the other way would have ended stop

So let go of the feeling that you starved out the little kid
Because life is full of enough guilt for what you did
And after awhile you will see that it just needs to rid
The absolute ingenious that will soon wear a lid

Out to play or in to watch encouraged as you go
After awhile there is just a simple gauge
That takes a chance to complete another throw
And take a bit of what is left of the wage

Unless you find the definition far too rigid
And after all that will only make things frigid

Pop Sonnet #1046

So just complete the puzzle with the pieces you are left
Have a day or two to fix the problem that is close
Unless you had to leave things as much as they are cleft
And save another pill for your afternoon to dose

The miracle of sex is that you always feel quite good
Unless you do all kinds of things you really never should
Because there is a way to wind up dead from knowing would
And just make sure your jacket in the cold has a hood

So juggle syntax prepare words for all that does need
A feeling of tiring for the fertile lands of years
And what more would it take for you to lead
Until you hear the rest of the fan cheers

And quit the chronic at the last minute so that
Tired feeling you get anyway has taken you to the mat

Pop Sonnet #1047

Understand just enough to bullshit your way through
But in the end I don't think anyone will understand
Though you muddled differences compatible for you
After all taking time out is less manned

Of a territorial approach of the landing action gang
When nothing seemed to pop off in
The really small way of yelling bang
That left a shine of a half of a grin

That timing broke the chain of factors
So leave it up to the chosen few
Most of them are all actors
And their careers will never be through

Because after all the curving switch up owns an institute
They won't even allow you in unless you where a suit

Pop Sonnet #1048

What is with the commas, or the simple lack thereof
Never making sure to emphasize the broken phrases
But if poetry stands out to be your true first love
Then take back the chance of your traces

That bottomed out in history for mild in the door
And squeezed a few more shifts out
Make you think you heard that small and dull roar
That dissipated frequently no doubt

And came back hoping punctuation and other typos were
Ruled out and against for leaving no height
Of art in the feeling that it is becoming such a blur
And at last proved to sit quietly alone at night

Because after all the words look weird when drugs take hold
At least for quite awhile now even the screen looks gold

Pop Sonnet #1049

Never wanted lukewarm when it tastes way better hot
Feelings so corrosive that I am sure to play
Another time of beat that you know the flow is not
Whatever lasts is what you can say

Of course there is a lot that is lost
But never mind for that reason of simple err
And whatever you do to avoid the cost
And take back a suitable fare

To mince a few discussions on the history of wording
All the nicer ways that play for a festive
Day of dreaming that the artists are not just herding
The way to behold an offer that digestive

System will work when less full of clot
Not a pretty picture so it is one you forgot

Pop Sonnet #1030

In case of several noises
You will not go too far
Unless of course the choices
Come speeding like a star

That fastens on the life vest
With plenty of days ahead
And cancels feelings like rest
For a day or two instead

That keeps the prisoner in fear
A dozen watch in fence
And throttles down to several near
The feeling that it rinse

Or kept alive an old art form
And stayed just that much warm

Pop Sonnet #1031

I've been told to be careful a lot
When choosing my word choice
And in case of the feeling that is caught
I'd love to hear your voice

Anytime is good for me
The pleasant benefit
Keep going ultimately
And charge for the get

That gets when it can
Unless the weakness shows
How matter of fact in a fan
The day as far as she goes

So change your clothes as often as
Anyone else that really has

Pop Sonnet #1032

What is a number code but true
To keep organization clear
Something about this feels new
And you could have made it rear

A pious feeling that the smoke
Will hinder in the end
Unless of course the can of Coke
Is still a child's friend

Of course you know that it could be worse
Spending half the day in a feeling of reverse
That at least will come at you in case you can rehearse
And cast away the fear that gets you in the curse

Of olden days that come back new
What life is like it is true

Pop Sonnet #1033

And now it seems the pressure is off
Now that feelings are returning to the same
Of when you burn out and cough
From candy in the lame

That burdens quite awhile
The fever that appears
And makes for sudden style
That old time type of fears

And never want to spread a vibe
That is anything short of good
Been known as one that did imbibe
For knowledge that I could

But after awhile the feelings come and then they go
And don't look now but I think it is in the show

Pop Sonnet #1034

Got to make room for a few
More of the symphonic express
This gum forever in the chew
And now I am learning less

About the circle properties
It feels that linger is here
And all of the opportunities
Will charge back to the deer

That horned I see that means to stop
A problem that we make
And that is a subject I will drop
Before it makes a mistake

That object that went diving for
A feeling that you bought the store

Pop Sonnet #1035

What can be burnt is here for keeps
Unless a dancing kick
Is so go for broke in sleep
That it cuts of at the quick

Unless you realize the opening is exposed
That lately been around old items and antiques
Like that which has made chose
When effects simply turn to freaks

And choose the martyr that
Simply feels so right
Unless you burn off on the cat
That steers so much to the night

And switch the words in any order
You still use the web recorder

Pop Sonnet #1036

I don't know what enables me
To write this much a day
After all there has been see
A seer in the way

That often times I think about
The darkness that is felt
And it makes some of us go to doubt
The object of the pelt

Relying on that feeling that is
The one that I still have lost
And waiting for the melting fizz
That soda brings the cost

A bit up but I think it is a charger
Less important if it is so much larger

Pop Sonnet #1037

Don't take a break to know it works
My empathy is with you all
And all about those little quirks
You damage for the wall

That holds a memory in place
Simply by having bills
Of the ways that make the mind erase
They Live by Night is still

One of the all time greats
But you know there are so many
Never worry if the hate
Is causality to penny

Ante the emotion up right there
And never thought that they'd impair

Pop Sonnet #1038

The vision that is kept awhile
In the lead combat
That reminds you of guile
In the boot lick stat

That gums up the choices of the day
I think it takes awhile soon
To live with all the simple pay
And run back to the rune

Which watches over spells
And incantations so divine
Just conjure something Mr. Welles
And I'd be feeling fine

Of course I never really knew I was there
Unless someone or something woke with care

Pop Sonnet #1039

Fancy vision in the Night Porter
Sets the feeling light
After all the damn recorder
Works even at night

But it takes patience and practicing
To get better at
Anything that is worth doing
Matters where you sat

So remind me of the way you want
To approach the lesson near
At least you worked below the blunt
Of epic America America will clear

The point of any good film is left up to the ones
That choose to live the life of really escaping when your done

Pop Sonnet #1020

Elevate the principle delete the relegate
Hopefully it works out for now
Despite those left to wait
And furthermore in the plow

The workers will go for complete
Had to find a time in which
The feelings were athlete
And find out it is kitsch

But lately I've made copies
Of everything I've done
Not much of what the shop sees
To find out about the one

Thing that is keeping me from throwing away notes
After all the sample keeps me up on antidotes

Pop Sonnet #1021

Reverse the order failing fast
The competent approach
Just to see how long it will last
And riding here in coach

The rest of time will clearly steady
In the can of filtered goods
And at least I will be ready
For whatever there is could

Win out from frailty
The decision wasn't kind
To be profits make pleas
The phantom of the mind

And disappear when speaking to a nicer crowd
Don't you know by now what is here allowed

Pop Sonnet #1022

Can complete the dire tales
The symphony of night
That soups up prison trails
Left you in the bite

That without water you'd be dry
A feeling that repeats
After all you still make rye
With the help of all complete

The wheat is here to sample true
About a lucky feeling
Wander around until we're through
The tunnel is so kneeling

Before the presence of the great and worthy text
Just wondering if there will even be a next

Pop Sonnet #1023

Winning out for absolute
The dissipate of the drip
Wonder if she still is cute
And working for the grip

Of time that it takes more
To feel when it erased
The absolved situation for
The most of the placed

Up on the shrine that keeps them holy
The feeling that you will be around
And in all good sports there is a goalie
That wouldn't have been drowned

At least the simple pardon of a mind is in the heat
Without a certain incident I doubt you would repeat

Pop Sonnet #1024

Wakeful incident with paint on all
The wonderful feeling that is near
To sit up with your back against the wall
And wait for the rest of what is clear

And wondering what to do to help
So many feel so lost it is true
Sometimes whooping like a whelp
Comes back to the haunt of blue

That color that you pick when
Cold in the Summer weird
And if you go again
Then that is where you steered

At least the fading dream comes sliding back
Without causing anymore of the lack

Pop Sonnet #1025

Just forgot to press the button
Or so that is what they say
And after awhile to try mutton
In the worried sometime day

That memory of the logic will
Put you back inside
And pressure comes upon the still
That presently makes tide

Changing from back to front
What could be more for fun
And to treat you like a grunt
Is to style the ride is done

At least the memory stopped
As soon as you had shopped

Pop Sonnet #1026

So derivate of heaven's sake
Could roll entire moons
Of that which begins to stake
The older jump from mushrooms

That kind of forced feeling
That something really happened
But you were sleep wheeling
And that is what regenerated end

The rest you will at least track down
To find out if there was a reason for
The feeling that you made a noun
Activate the whole of the digital door

That we can go through a hundred times if wanted
At least there were certain things on which we fronted

Pop Sonnet #1027

That heat released the pleasure good
The symphony of imagined lust
Without knowing what you should
Or who you could even trust

After the betrayal that contemplated
All the tiring principle were present
Maybe at least in while gated
The thought that there was a lesson

To prevent the only way of knowing
About what you need to know
And that is really why I'm showing
What I need to show

But if you feel you have crossed this path so many times before
It is like the locomotive you wish could have carried more

Pop Sonnet #1028

When I read through some of this
The mistakes come leaping out
And I don't want to ever miss
A single time of rout

Because even that last sentence
Could have used some work
Without being more in defense
Of the simple murk

That dire opinion of fire
Make gently in the catch
Was here from offered wire
In the day of the old batch

When frosting came to sensitive a jealous type of womb
And when you went all dizzy you crashed inside the tomb

Pop Sonnet #1029

How close these buttons dangerous are
Appearing together on the keys
That simply could have driven the car
Back to the police

Unless the needed day had come
Unless the fighting went on
And after all the feeling runs
For what can capture dawn

That empty ship of save accord
Ending far too soon
But not every day is ignored
By all the people's festoon

That symbol that a feeling will burst away
Until at least you keep track of another lay