Pop Sonnet #1230

Creative energy flows through the veins
Offer another trip back to the flood
Winding down to stare out the old gains
That took invited to the good

Used to have memories about old places
Could still be there if unlocked
But all the time I take each of the cases
I still feel wholly blocked

And dire research has led to this mile
That can be passed up if I gain
Could be here for quite awhile
When the time takes up the rain

And out of the socket comes defiance down
Once in awhile I find there's a town

Pop Sonnet #1231

Something different happened to me
Gone away ever so peacefully
Gone to forgive all the joyous glee
That wasn't ever so easy

To come by at last and figurative first
Could we be gaining on what is the best
Or could you find out what is worst
And leave it all there for the rest

Wonder if I've ever meant anything
Or if everything means nothing
What else could I possibly bring
That doesn't offer to get up and sing

But it is still joyful even when I have missed
All of the times I could have been pissed

Pop Sonnet #1232

Sometimes the wind blows sometimes it is steady
Light up the matchbox when you are ready
Make for the way that we only get heady
To bring the bottom up to the old Getty

That is a place I have been once or twice
Went to the place on someone's advice
And if I could I would have gone thrice
Guess it is all to the luck of the dice

Figuring out what to choose for the shot
Make the break time for the times you forgot
Defined by everything that I am not
Wondering when next time I will get caught

But it is true that some words help the text
Wonder oh wonder what will happen next

Pop Sonnet #1233

Suspenseful or not it works to a chance
Dire timing will set in in the dance
Make all the prisons to take a chance
And looking back with only a glance

Could operate with a weld in a sign
Going to find a better design
Would have to probably just resign
And take back whatever is thine

For the emotion that swept up in waves
Makes for anything better that saves
Cannot operate to be back in the graves
And fall apart when offered by knaves

Can find a figure that stands by itself
Always a figure of prominent health

Pop Sonnet #1234

Carry the cross over grave that beware
For you never quite know just where
Could have already been there
Just as long as you know that you care

But you can define what works for the way
Going to find how to make it all stay
Until at least my dying day
That will be prettier than the old gray

But color is important and so it goes
That sometimes steady sometimes blows
Is it like that in windy days for who knows
That when you look closely you can tell that it glows

And take a window for lunch in your extra game
Gotta find me one of them dames

Pop Sonnet #1235

Ride until cleverly brought back the farm
Dozens of times I wake up to alarms
Third or is it fourth that is the charm
And looking back she was like a couple of marms

Over scholastic is on the old brink
Don't find out what someone else thinks
Make for the brick next to the drink
And find an old savory goodness that blinks

Or make it heavy when you have low goals
To be like a dozen or two of the holes
And takes the oxygen next to the rolls
That evidently somehow could stay with bowls

But if it gets warm it will be like this Summer
Full of adventure and less on the bummer

Pop Sonnet #1236

Folding my chips for a lot of ways past
Cannot create these pop sonnets to last
But that is only because written so fast
But the internet waves them at mast

For the illustration that is good in the verse
Could be next to anything rehearse
Fell for the win but only made it worse
And someday will be released from a curse

But for now pictures scream through the head
With my friend the tiger that never is dead
Sometimes I thought dreams would play for what said
Everyday that goes by shall offer me bread

But when the weight gets a little too big
Than I can wait for another day's gig

Pop Sonnet #1237

Still quite a bit but less than before
Made up the flute like ever the core
Stopped erasing fantasies that are a bore
What is left to get at the store

Found a silent film or two to catch up playing
Now you know everything that I've been saying
Wondering what else the day may bring
And if there is anything else that is weighing

On my conscience then out with it man
Going to find out as fast as I can
With an old route in the quicker of hand
Ever stick to the formulaic plan

Where often the verses compose on their own
Wonder why nothing makes me feel alone

Pop Sonnet #1238

Then again, sometimes by myself in the quiet of space
Offers a question of what kind of place
That is a good point to be chaste
For every cause asks for an erase

Because when reminded sometimes it hurts
Whatever you really argued to blurts
When it all becomes the old dirt
Keeping the system well on alerts

That plural but should be when made it one day
But offer what is on me for pleasant to play
Each time you go by what they should say
And put all the food on one giant tray

That offer of form broken all around
Makes for a tidier simpler sound

Pop Sonnet #1239

Mixing up line forms for properly squeeze
Going to find them next to the freeze
And will they finish all of the cheese
Just make sure you can find your keys

Wonder where you parked on adventure soon
Going to smoke just to fly to the moon
But when your head drops out like at noon
Then seek for the old looking life rune

That crystal magic that brings us from dead
Into life where we get back all of our bread
Just make sure that everyone gives up for lead
In conclusion I brought back the wed

That belonged elsewhere not for my own use
Whatever words do fit here I choose