Pop Sonnet #950

Eternal ghost of efficacious night
Steal me when you feel so right
And conquer what is left to fight
Unless there is a sudden glimpse of light

That fortitude will quest so pure
In ecstasy shatter the allowed demure
Object can be full of allure
And drink a single cup of the cure

Illustrate the power of wearing the rest
Feelings you have to get off of your chest
Simply retaining the gainful address
No feeling certain underneath the duress

That empathy lifted for comfort old case
And try to look into the serious erase

Pop Sonnet #951

Ethereal glow in space for the line
But to find out that the kingdom is thine
And be assertive in feeling fine
Only can hope to what there is to sign

Next time you conquer the history date
Make sure you do not stay up very late
So in the morning you can feel all straight
With the third company you'll surely wait

Could have made a movie about smoking so
I added smoking to them all
And taking those drags to make it go slow
Is where I left voice in the call

Because someone should make a realistic leap
For goodness and natural health in the keep

Pop Sonnet #952

They could come early or they could come late
Fancy the rest of them had a kept date
And feeling forms out depending the state
Could find a copy to clean off my plate

And for the fine neath the shabby rebar
That came up lagging into the fallen star
Wearing the hilt for mentally far
Would have cost money to ride in your car

And when you get back you'll tell them your dead
Making the choices that principally withdrawn
Causes the climate to glow when it is red
In that Sunshine so there and so gone

Unless you fill out the story plot change
Next to this nothing will ever feel strange

Pop Sonnet #953

As long as you think you can keep up the old tricks
Sometimes I find it kicks in for kicks
And adds several flavors all to the mix
Makes happiness trickle off the wax wicks

And cut to the bone, that stand up a fortune
To what could mean several reels back
A planned out feeling is ever important
When the shred comes to find all that I lack

Which adds up in the end, but there it is in bold
That feeling that someone will never get old
Unless that is what was already fore told
And collecting elaborately into the mold

Sympathy reigns supreme over the nest
Someone will beat you if you try to be best

Pop Sonnet #954

Who knows where the allies will all appear from
That next week of catching could add up again
And take back the way to be alive in the come
Never asking to favor the Gin

That crept over latches of why the legal smoke
Could again be all but awoke
And kept an eye out for that bloke
The one that was soft and spoke

About that wish that keeps you here
Unless you wind up elsewhere
And make you feel very clear
And polish up those glasses to stare

At least a save point will guarantee
What is left for you to be

Pop Sonnet #955

Usually by now I'd be further along
Appearance is key to appear strong
Force upon cabinets to play for song
And figure out what else could go wrong

But nothing would give me more sympathy than
A celebratory accolade in my only move
And kick back all the answers to the plan
Where the next vibe will chill and groove

Because after awhile all will be lost
And back in the day that meant to be bossed
Up and down from the star that is glossed
Kept up everyday making sure she flossed

When understanding gives out the rest is complete
What is there left out there but to compete

Pop Sonnet #956

Rejoining the force at the theater please
Simply meant to final appease
And always asking who gave you those keys
An exercise for at least all of the knees

And other body parts that need to catch soon
Inflation of the gas is where is starts
An appearance will hand back the old feeling tune
And correct the market that carts

Away all of its furnishing in the road trip
Cannot ask you next to wear that slip
And always keep up the course with skip
In case you decide to flip

Which remember is an option for
Chasing that salesman out the door

Pop Sonnet #957

Just make sure you know what you are doing
Before the King Canary shines it's beam
Whatever is in the pot must have been stewing
And remember all that you dream

But keep a journal if you must
Left it all back in the dust
And complete the feeling cussed
With as minimal as you lust

That second agreement with the Lord
That made for lacking in the stored
And fought a battle sank and scored
The empty wire that connects the cord

A plug in to recharge at last
But just make sure that you are still fast

Pop Sonnet #958

I am hearing that music from all the back
Story in the wave of grace
Feel like you should be present for the stack
Of ways to remind the pace

That simmered down after a hectic decade
Feeling like it is overplayed
But enjoying that interesting charade
And sharpening the sharpest blade

Would be adamantine in the goal
Find that make up for what is there
And encourage the empty roll
For the clever is in the air

Oh and I feel it suddenly
Rushing all around me

Pop Sonnet #959

I also feel something else coming on
A save, a stopper, a finish for the day
And sterilizing support for the gone
Is making all seem to work out this way

So take back what comes down your road
And simply make it all explode
For what is shared and what was stowed
Drop it all that heavy load

A burden to wear from all the sin
That forced victory and gained a win
About the history of where you've been
The Smoker's Quarters take out on them

The place that I agreed to save
And stumbled back into the cave