Pop Sonnet #1010

Strange things going on today
Would have dealt with it fine
But it is scary when the gray
Area appears and cross the line

To mercy area complete
Make it work now please
Unless there is a limit neat
That was here on knees

Simple to go round about
In the wave with crest
That I never had a doubt
In the day born zest

So simplify the line to get there fast
And take down the last

Pop Sonnet #1011

Thought I was checking just to make sure
And something seems to be going awry
But when it works I'll be inside of the cure
That feeling when wisdom is all high

The walking turn it down
A soul charge made official wake
When quiet hangs around
Keep it all the way to sake

That pours over my rice and meat
Heavy in the catch
Simply contains a relative sleet
And lifting up the latch

The wakeful days of turning over to sleep
Makes sure that the way I feel was never like a creep

Pop Sonnet #1012

Certain to come reigning in
The object in the dark
Make simple dash of feelings been
Sampled in the park

That tigress paw with girded wave
Regress in the way
Come on back and right to save
When the whole works stay

Unless you keep yourself charged up
In the middle line
Of course you will be all in a hot cup
Of symphony define

To harken back to the things you love
And shine a mystery from a shove

Pop Sonnet #1013

Really bothers when the glitch
Steals from you what is yours
That time you worked for several hitch
The feeling in the hours

The way it doesn't quite work
But will do for awhile
Cast away that feeling clerk
And suit up in the rile

Up or down as fast as change
Comes reeling in the boat
And keeps it rocking feeling strange
The confidence of vote

The way it works out in a day
And has a whole lot more to say

Pop Sonnet #1014

I hope that whatever happened then
Doesn't happen again for now
Because at a discovered glen
You proved to take a bow

That lightning storm that does wait
For the proper moment and that
Will often steal the right plate
And tell you where you sat

The planing out of riding skis
Above the water or the snow
Will wonder why the wonder trees
Are feeling like the go

Back to a place that we wander to
Sometimes it takes a day or two

Pop Sonnet #1015

After awhile it sounds like it is breaking
Falling apart for good
But it may be only undertaking
The ultimate that should

And hearing talking far away
The muffled sound of voices
That come back come what may
And force you into choices

The epic desire of fantasy found
All that can get wrapped around
And make an extra loud sound
Until the tape has been rewound

Is this for real what I am dealing with or
Is it just a problem with the core

Pop Sonnet #1016

Marching along for the sake of game
For the memory in the same
Bought a coin purse for the name
And totalled out the simple blame

Of the certain day was here
Try to return fragility
After the raising in the gear
Will also raise agility

And when you roll that huge dice
That you bought at the game store
Probably put your bones on ice
Fancy that there's more

Unless you find out later on
That there is not a token gone

Pop Sonnet #1017

That hearkens back to another generation
The cloud in the mist of near
Eternally to seek the exultation
Of a mirror of fear

The more that you can deal with bliss
The less you will fall down
Of course sometimes the others miss
The epic time is found

Unless you make it all the way
In to say the least
Crack up feelings in the stay
The stay may last for weeks

Again it seems a mistake or two was made on your behalf
So at least pass me the milk in the half empty carafe

Pop Sonnet #1018

At least it lacks for nothing true
Thought of simply more to do
After all the lesson is new
And out by the sea in shoe

Of seeing different felt
That which watched over a designed pelt
And left a small but noticeable welt
Right above where the pain was dealt

Back into fishing for the best
Wonder if they bribe the rest
Feeling like a paying guest
Whatever is fancy in the chest

Area believe that I will go away
Unless you really need me to stay

Pop Sonnet #1019

Can't figure out why don't they get along
And neither one of them has done each other wrong
And really I think they could get into the same old song
But for now I am dealing with a repetitious throng

That old emotion that drove back
When lyrics suffer from shame
I think I will keep my knack
For working on this game

And after all it is almost here
The proof of joy or sorrow
That lasts at least a second year
But I will know for sure tomorrow

Or even in a few minutes, when the web updates
Simply want to add much more to the winding fates