Pop Sonnet #1480

Redefining problems with conscious select
Do the purposes of all is calm
And if you will choose the correct
Type of medicated balm

The kind that soothes all feelings
Even when they go slow
It would be a way to be kneeling
And right away you will know

If only the surface were to climb
Resisting nothing but the level
That could have spoken in time
And take back what has gone to the devil

It is not as easy to organize thoughts
Just make sure to take a few shots

Pop Sonnet #1481

Decided today that I will be good
Running right after the next
Kind of feeling I get when I should
Never know quite what comes next

Just take a problem and cut it in half
Sometimes I think I will get stiff
Unless that is what it takes to make you laugh
And I will play the next riff

Make choices and stay there
A gift from the best
And head to the wear
The simple makes an arrest

To watch not knowing if you have seen before
What you already know you will adore

Pop Sonnet #1482

To explain this gig is to lose your head
Over the reasons you may wind up dead
Really must have been something I said
Maybe I'm kneeling to close to my bed

To compose things that just come across
Don't want to get back into the sauce
Knowing for now that you are the boss
And we will hang you from your own cross

To take back the challenge of disappear
Could have warmed up another man's beer
Could have just watched out for the deer
That always seem to know when to get here

If I am steadying gazes like print
What is the object you could have lent

Pop Sonnet #1483

Once in awhile you put on the hat
Never really winning the comeback
And take a place to figure the mat
Would have allowed any attack

And take when you leave
An occurrence that takes you down
To wonder simply what you will achieve
And to commonly drown

That which attaches to your lovely face
Got to find a way back there
To an already located space
And reclaim the stare

Of that order tripping around
And breaking all the new ground

Pop Sonnet #1484

Looking back I don't know if they care
Got to know what simple shreds
That can take over the illuminated fair
Of tomorrow dreams that imbeds

A message of scaring about what is fact
That holds on to a plow
For the simple held on to tact
What could even happen now

When none seems to exist before you were there
And after awhile the time disappears
And properly launching into our dare
That traces solely all your fears

So go for the next way out of the spread
And cheer them on if they chose to be wed

Pop Sonnet #1485

Take comfort in praise
They attacked from the north
Gently received the raise
And called it to go forth

And set an example for what ever rests
Feeling a lot of situations to rise
And as long as they are good to our guests
They would avoid all the lies

Do something active in your place
Got to at least one counter act
And to resign for each in a case
This is not how I react

To a song that would question my thoughts
Come tripping over the line of dots

Pop Sonnet #1486

And if you make it to where
The place is electing by vote
That is the most you could care
Whatever else you have wrote

To try and dance allow me to bend
Can you picture yourself in the end
Or do you get tossed around in the wind
There has got to be someone else I could send

Talking to hear yourself talk is the worst
After awhile you drag out the germs
And make sure there is a full burst
Of those ever curly perms

That you had to earn with a simple bite
Give it up unless you think that you might

Pop Sonnet #1487

Go back just out of pity
At least you know now
That girl is so pretty
She may take a bow

In the end of the play it is called
And to properly go to the end
Of where the mixing stalled
And let a better friend

Have the wheel just to steer
In case things get scary
I guess for awhile you are asked into here
By way of the repeats are wary

And if you get reminded to choke
That is the reason you never awoke

Pop Sonnet #1488

When thriving for a company rise
Just kick back and pick a decent
Song that will spell out the size
And remind you of how recent

When questing for truth
There are many angles
To watch for youth
And the word just dangles

Above and below the intended use
And if you can get to the last
Car on the train will be the caboose
Cabin airlock is so very fast

To keep chained for hours the mirrors that play
Got to watch out for the ones that are at bay

Pop Sonnet #1489

When did the meaning just all collapse
And over time the feeling will burn
Could you illustrate the point with time lapse
That is a bank that you learn

Of a number that will get you at night
Got to make sure that things turn out
But will they turn out quite right
Or is there some kind of reason to doubt

And as you wind the circuitous path
Just make sure to start where you left off or on
And if that feels as though there is a wrath
Keep your hat on to express the feeling of being gone

When all feels forced and nothing works
Chewed up and spit out by several more clerks