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