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