Sunday, June 1, 2014

Pop Sonnet #1200

Empty the equation just to fill it again
Every once in awhile
Just to know where you have been
And stay in single file

Because once you win the race
You can tell them all okay
That the dire counting memory place
Is where to stash come what may

If the autumn moon is early
And if the stars are right
You may feel a little squirrelly
But you may come out all right

Just to wonder where you might be going
Is enough to keep the wind blowing

Pop Sonnet #1201

If you see a lot of phantoms
Dancing dizzy round your head
And the whispers of a good dream
Still eclipsing in your bed

That fantasy came true to some
But never true to all
When you base all of the rum
Put to the test of mall

That balloon ride wasn't waiting
For the fantasy inside
But at least it is nearly crating
From the pay it takes to ride

To the moon and back we have to go
As far as anyone should know

Pop Sonnet #1202

Right now I'm practicing for the guild
And whatever else they need to build
Before the company will always yield
After all between us all let us be healed

Of dire situations that produce our right
Prophecy me into the limelight
And feeling like it might
Just one day work against the blight

That invites us back to many years
Of big mistakes that made
Funny how the grown up hears
A bit of the old maid

When bluffing for the camo
I'll beat you to the ammo

Pop Sonnet #1203

A little rough around the edges
And it barely was a week
Of playing with the dredges
And the symphony you seek

When a rock star is a legend that passes
For a misty sugar coat
That troubles hearts of lasses
And rocks back into the boat

When the work is never finished
And the debts are nearly paid
Whatever was the last of wished
A thousand pardons you would have stayed

But the drunk and paranoid were clouding over head
And if you think about it, at least you are not dead

Pop Sonnet #1204

Going it alone is such a better verse
Call it like it is and several worry about a curse
Or do what you think you ought to when the time comes to rehearse
Spot it gently over creature that rewinds into a nurse

About to budget a loss broken
And the idle is in tact
But at least out spoken
Will start to spread the fact

That in a half an hour
The train will leave a cloud
What is really felt in the shower
Will you please remove your shroud

What is the difference if you can't appear before the world tonight
Making all kinds of effort to see the outcome right

Pop Sonnet #1205

Expect the kings of logic to bounce back into place
We all grow very tired in a few
And keep up the important argument in case
Once in awhile one gets through

And if you get there in one piece
That is probably the way
To remain for the last of least
In the goods of gray

That commissioned us to fill in gaps
Where mental words had failed
And never treated like a sap
The universe is bailed

Out of it and the mistake it makes
For pretending it never breaks

Pop Sonnet #1206

Once in awhile electrodes misfire in my brain
And what is the price of something grand
The heartache can be noticed all through the misty rain
And left to the other types of hands

That are calling old age sport
A bit of time we have to spare
For the lost object in the port
Probably wasn't there

Unless you make a believer out of license type of hurt
And mishandled all the jokes in my wake
Then I would have pardoned you from all that can desert
The plus or minus when you finished out the brakes

That are squealing like a lion cub taken from the den
Separate the animals and see what you can win

Pop Sonnet #1207

Because even though the planet houses every type of thought
Some are maybe more important if they haven't been forgot
After a few practices at guarding you will never get caught
When the day breaks for tomorrow the man wants his shot

Because if you cradle later for the dig of upturned worth
You'd make a wholly memorable type of birth
And laughter would come sweeping in from corners of the Earth
Making sure you feel good with a slight bit of the girth

But if you play for karma then why are you messing around
Blessed inside the tree for carvings broken on the ground
And I bet you could be noisier if you did not make a sound
Once in awhile it may not hurt you to be a bit profound

Lesson learned if you take the time to soak it in
Then all kinds of lessons come settling within

Pop Sonnet #1208

When broken up the power
The hour does approach
To get back into the flower
And light up what you coach

But when you loose the mystery
The feelings do get hurt
Just remember that there's a diary
Companion for the blurt

That they helped you once upon a time
And may even have to come back for round two
To gently swizzle down the lime
And search for wholly true

But if you feel a bit less of your self until one day
Focus on the next of the good things you've done today

Pop Sonnet #1209

To your credit you've done some good
I'll take you up on that
When blindly to the dragon mood
The type of draw your at

And make sure to approach the turn without
Drawing out of proportion details
Because the brain begins to doubt
That anything may look to the rails

When railing there's no failing
To tell the time of day
In case the memory impaling
Steals home plate some way

Which would be a trick I've only seen once
Makes me feel like such a dunce


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