Thursday, June 5, 2014

Pop Sonnet #1240

What to do for days to go by
Try to illustrate the design
And after the sentiment is dry
Take the glass of sparkling wine

That tastes so good when wanting more
Could have thought more about it yet
Going to feel like the opening store
And be careful to place the bet

When not everything works for a reward
Time to take care of what does
In case of a heavily fraught horse
And laugh a bit at the buzz

When darkening scores come blistering back
All the take invited for lack

Pop Sonnet #1241

Whispering vain to gather the spark
Left up to the bottom of the hedge
Brought back to life in the midst of the dark
Could have found a big sledge

To gather a focus of rays of light
That position the old interior fall
Cannot let up for the frozen sight
Could tell that they were very tall

And when I muster a red alarm
Sights start to bring for the use
And when we cruise over to the farm
Maybe that is why to lose

When the heading is highlighted still
Could you or can you or will

Pop Sonnet #1242

You make believe in the sky
Can you be quicker to vote
Finding a reason to try
Implore the notion to float

And if the paddles is long
Use it to steer the boat for
A damage taken as wrong
And stop us up even more

For the rain is simply being cased
Without a proper change
That will often get erased
Does seem a little strange

Still there's the morning that gets by just fine
Maybe I should have drawn the line

Pop Sonnet #1243

Got to head back to the store
The place that I was just at
But if I take time out more
I will be back to meet that

Memory or ghost or imprint
Of a spirit that wondered aloud
In the land that still has been sent
As noticeable as a wisp cloud

But all things eternal will pass
By the haunting they leave
And if you pray souls at mass
Could you start to believe

If the spirit void calls to you
I think you will know what to do

Pop Sonnet #1244

Check for mistakes in case you find
A permanent problem with the text
And often the dreaming will be behind
Whatever motive is next

Because when you plan the change
Stays comforting for a short day
But here in the Summer is the mange
Of a proper still want the way

And shake off reasonable float
Got to take a minute for wince
And steering off in the boat
For a minute we'll share evidence

Got to keep going today for awhile
Whatever brings my other friends a smile

Pop Sonnet #1245

A lot of spiders live in my room
Would do something if needed
But after awhile it feels like a tomb
And the walls have always been seeded

For the blood that circulates thin
A thought that there is a break off
Expertly tell me quite when
And look at the simple man doff

His hat to an elevated sign
Of a partial that lost the way back
Wondering if you'll be fine
For a rope with the slack

That keeps you going for ever and some
There is a name for a really good rum

Pop Sonnet #1246

Afterwards I think I will head to the bar
Where things get funkier quick
And if there is a made star
I'll offer him fine to be slick

Unless there's a magic at hand
Don't get as nervous as type
Got a very good place to stand
For the tired must have been at a ripe

Time to burst full of quiet thoughts
And stayed as fortunate as it could
And did you know I think of you lots
Even when you didn't think I would

Just in time to fashion on relics and runes
Never can wait for too long or too soon

Pop Sonnet #1247

Plug in the words that are so hard to come by
Often enough when the day lets go
Of the old memory that released alibi
For often enough to the gaining row

That beats upon the murky waters
Upon the darkened path across
Never mind if you could be spotters
Along the old wave of loss

That makes for a possible way to be led
Into a door that is not really there
And after awhile you have to be dead
Tired for certain in the fine chair

That takes a ride of power trips
Could have left the old time slips

Pop Sonnet #1248

Well worth the risk to go to a friends
And celebrate the day before over
Just to see how the second half ends
For the way back to the clover

Is worth finding in the grass
All of the deeds that wakes
And fancy a dance with a lass
To find out the heart breaks

With envy collision into the mist
That fine airy sentiment found
To make up a total and complete list
When something is often sound

That is worth a whole lot
And whatever else is shot

Pop Sonnet #1249

Feel that strangeness deep inside
Could have waited for something more
But now I live with the courage of rides
Wondering who this energy is for

But it makes sense to go backward for awhile
That chase of a thought that steers to fun
Ideas that swell and release a thin smile
With effort to cause the old stun

That effort that shines through the stage
And fills up the box with otherwise gone
Could the invention be all the rage
And when will I get to my lawn

Fighting the power in short to take the heat
And take it back before it repeats

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