Pop Sonnet #1310

Over and done the feeling collides
Out of a fortune of first
That centered in on the old prides
And ate back what was the worst

Only until another man's grave
Could you be bursting with guilt
And right now I'm sure you will save
Until the computer goes tilt

All these words that are falling
Into place without a miss
Window is into the calling
And starting to hear a hiss

Without the gas that got you all the way
Not going to the level to ever play

Pop Sonnet #1311

Fanning the flames for a trick
That roasts back tomorrow
Calling out to the sick
And just try to borrow

That old walking stick of mine
To play for a simple design
And turn toward the wine
That keeps you freshly in line

That hero that comes once in a day
Can you just set back the curve
Already knew what was for the way
And after all that had the nerve

To steepen the climb for all involved there
Going up the hill with great care

Pop Sonnet #1312

To make matters worse I was never there
Going on and on about this
Ultimately you should have to stare
Until you see what you miss

And order the compass into variable parts
Going to start working on the paper
And if the round goes well of darts
Then out of order will go taper

Down the hatch all ends okay
Until the wishful mind is for slaying
The thoughts that stand on end pray
For the way that you have been praying

Going to stand firmly on rocks
And after all you wore clean socks

Pop Sonnet #1313

Take back the money you never spent
Save it for when you are low on rent
Go ahead and look at the splint
Going after her for a further stint

Always occasion to break it so light
Going against another man's right
Keeping the rules for when in flight
And later I'll be asleep tonight

When things fade off into the void
And everyday has felt employed
Until you have the way that toyed
With anyone that was paranoid

Receive thy ecstasy if you will
I am sure you have that skill

Pop Sonnet #1314

Dead and gone but forgotten no
Time to shake back for the blow
Rotten if you feel the grow
Underneath the wailing woe

Of company involved to see
Everything they have to be
Working on another plea
And from sea to shining sea

Quotes are proper to wind down
Away from killers in the town
And you borrowed someone's gown
Lesson learned let us turn brown

In the sun we bake to a crisp
Take back what you said about the lisp

Pop Sonnet #1315

Always a wandering mellow gold
Often full of cycle throw
Into a jumble that gets told
For the ways I go below

And take a potent frame of referable plains
That in a day or so last long
Every time you feel the pains
And wonder what went wrong

So keep an eyeful in the glance
That stares across the vortex mind
And offers you another chance
No matter how many you find

There is always more for the wait
Just meet me at the gate

Pop Sonnet #1316

Proper that you found a tune
Into the wage of the next sin
That sharpened back on the soon
Way to keep up again

That nasty old place that forced out a moment
Depends on what time you go
And for awhile something seems spent
Another wave back to the show

So clearly the wave that you see it in distant vision
Make sure you make a choice
Or even if the only decision
Comes to your voice

That edge of machinery on ghosting of bluff
Has to remain so very fine rough

Pop Sonnet #1317

Left up to Harlow the whole thing blown over for
Water under the bridge at least
Done and over and forgiven like any more
Would most likely awaken the beast

That goes riding back into a place
Only you can open the face
Of a distant imperative race
And remain caught in the chase

So offered coins to the player known
Feeling just a bit over the rest
Whatever could have possibly been blown
I will guide you to the guest

And if the prophecy announces
Then anyone else pronounces

Pop Sonnet #1318

Leaving early for my own good
Depends on if she understood
While I run through the neighborhood
It was all just in the wood

That was used for the walls
Standing firm for years
And after the night calls
Instigate the tears

That are awakening into a reach
Could be where I like to bleach
The indispensable days to preach
And if you know anyone to teach

Whatever works out will keep you in check
It will see to it that you don't end up a wreck

Pop Sonnet #1319

And if the alternative spelling works
As opposed to the typo or err
Comes along frequent word clerks
That type with a fancy for air

That word that looks different but sounds the same
Work on a paper until back to the thesis
And finding more to alleviate shame
Into the discovered amount of pieces

A word used here may work before
That while that answers for
An empty room next to the door
And keep up everything implore

That racing through it makes it there too
Wonder if they thought how true