Sunday, June 22, 2014

Pop Sonnet #1410

Bring me back to the start
Back when you were there
With all of your heart
So that made you stare

When you looked so great
That I saw nothing but you
And then entered fate
When it had come true

That feeling we were
Destined to be forever
Did not know for sure
Why we said never

To take the whole thing as personally
Is one reason I'm glad you went for me

Pop Sonnet #1411

The whole town is talking
There is mercy fulfilled
I know I'm walking
Back to the center reeled

That furnish potent in the way
To strike back absurd
For a jealous type of stay
When you had the word

In your hand but what to make
Unless nothing was coming back
Wonder if you had to take
The things inside that lack

A whole new system above the coin
I'd like to please be next to join

Pop Sonnet #1412

Relax your worried about nothing
Except that nothing can worry
So much that you could bring
Words that look so blurry

Back to the prince's court
An attack of gravity here
And rebuild the children's fort
So they can have the made up gear

That looks to them to be the real
Find out a lot about the way
The progress that will be appeal
To the creature in the bay

That old sea serpent goes writhing by
I know you saw it with your eye

Pop Sonnet #1413

The rest is fulfilled upon this hour
The curtain will again have to rise
Because for now the ultimate power
Is feeling the workable guise

That hides you from pain
Otherwise you would feel
And in the candle wane
The motive is still

A wonderful treat beside my bed
Gone again until later is dead
Feel so alive against this spread
At least now you know it is in my head

To take an old pattern and call my bluff
Then to go backwards into the rough

Pop Sonnet #1414

Volatile emotions catch your notice
At least for a person that dances a bit
To weigh the options before they wrote kiss
Down on a page to record it

And show it off to those in interest
Taking moments to shun
The feeling that up to the chest
Wearing it should be quite fun

To describe what you look like as well
There are no proper pages
That I could explain the beginning of hell
And tell them your prettier than ages

That offered to me another chance
I just want this last dance

Pop Sonnet #1415

Like for a moment the drain offer
Feeling back in line to attack
And he is an incessant cougher
To bring back the whole sack

So later I'll see what there is to do
Quite in heaven when with you
Shelters me from feeling blue
Dancing just a day for true

That sold the motive before dawn
And showed the lyrical win
Of what could now be dead and gone
But someone will get in

And take the romance to a height
Of furthermore the ball will light

Pop Sonnet #1416

Up the whole room with smoke
Lesser gain is going broke
Until time it is to choke
The only way to be awoke

From dreams and daydreams all alike
Come right back into the spike
Beneath the curtain is the mike
Next to singing for the like

That took a launcher back in a flash
Wonder what it is that surfer crash
Gone beneath the blinking dash
And made out like a second rash

That disappeared into the day
Without much more for us to pray

Pop Sonnet #1417

Haven't hade a break for half a year
Going on six months in a row
To build this wall of words and fear
For anyone who wants to know

That poems are the greatest thing
I like what they have to offer
And if I ever again feel the sting
To journey back to proffer

When nothing else will seem to work
You have this arsenal of lines
That you could use most any jerk
Could throw around in signs

And signify the retained letter
Every little bit is better

Pop Sonnet #1418

Today I don't know what to do
Without thinking of smoking
But there is more to get through
For I am now joking

About the proper weight of space
That fills like the floating air
All the sky even in cloud face
Is all that is made to stare

Wish I had a way to vent
The illusion of the make
Have to go back to the rent
Before I want to take

The offer coming to me in a single minute
Wondered if there was not anyone still in it

Pop Sonnet #1419

Unless they wanted to be that way
Could have found out before
Walk back to the only day
The hour strikes here to the core

And sells me a minute of lasting
Will you ever be casting
When I have been fasting
And someone is masting

Whatever that means like the rest
Not sure what words to invest
Getting it all off of my chest
So I can happily continue the quest

Writing is my calling for now
Later on I might know how


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