Pop Sonnet #1260
Listening in on average dime
Erasure plant in the quick
Stop to research all the time
And got to keep a single pick
But you know half crazed
Was the way I played it cool
Many friends were amazed
At the ultimate guard in tool
That seized back a catch
For dire moments of shots
Well away from the hatch
Of emptiness and thoughts
That return to normal upon command
Once in awhile try to understand
Pop Sonnet #1261
Activity played storage
Added to the sake of being
For the case of all the sage
That sent others to fleeing
Begin the whale of orchard will
To repeat a mellow phrase
Be okay with the whole pill
And mind me not at graze
The mild adding to be here
Average in the day time binge
And set me back upon the leer
To find out if I can be made to cringe
And after awhile the count gets heavy
Under and above the levee
Pop Sonnet #1262
Flipped back a page for violent trail
Got to paste it back a hint
For the mighty that never fail
To be see a glare and have to squint
For the trials that aglow
Erupt back and forth all night
For the common cause to flow
And to knock over the last sight
To be made to rest in fact
Try a courtesy lesson first
How to help an honest act
When headed to the burst
That acting held for penance taken
And finding out who is next raking
Pop Sonnet #1263
Kick back in my easy chair
Got a surface full of twine
That makes the song ring through the air
And sounds completely fine
For the makeover in the yard
That came ringing back to heat
For a moment in the card
To find a point that can be beat
Unless they already jumped too far
Along the passage way to escape
And worried all who would make it to the car
Wonder what could seem to tape
All the acts that were done at one moment
Could it possibly have to do with foment
Pop Sonnet #1264
Dice to melt the rest of thaw
Forgotten times gone boxing
When the rapid rains will flaw
The wholly punctual foxing
That tried a word out just because
They mentally just had to go
Maybe if it just was
A proper to a system flow
And honest eating that quick meal
Tripped up my energy
For the system with a wheel
Felt the slip stream quickly
Where that intimidation does kick in
But it now just needs to quicken
Pop Sonnet #1265
For the window chemical cure
To stop the noise late at night
When the rest was left to her
In the action at the sight
When all is left to commemorate
An even that takes awhile
Gone inside to be of late
That mercy in the dial
That spells it out into a form
And replaces thoughts and feelings
Start to get quite the warm
Hard to walk on ceilings
And moving in my dream so slow
Wondering which road to choose to go
Pop Sonnet #1266
For the phases that linger on
To the aquarium in front
Could have built a bit more gone
To feel the edge of blunt
That realized twisted are reporting
The chemically seized
And the heartburn in the sorting
Could have roped the diseased
A bit of cheering up to do
And to watch a classic
Is the best thing meant for you
Got to pop in an old flick
But to watch is to gaze
And the point is to make haze
Pop Sonnet #1267
The feeling comes on naturally
The open to the kind
That flows back supernaturally
And often stays behind
To keep track of how you feel today
At least to wake for soap
That wanders down the way
A bit for a bit of rope
And hangs the noose so off the wall
The phony digs a reason
To look upon that last time call
And remain in the seizing
That call of points that fits the bill
Until the the day that someone will
Pop Sonnet #1268
Relax the music is flowing like water
That comes in through the pipes
And clears a passage for the blotter
To relieve a simple hype
To choose a word in place of that
Or could is far to catch
When the symptom makes us at
Another type of batch
That surfaces into a cover
The preparation is clear
And undertake the simple hover
Of an object in the rear
That template flashes into a side
Until we take back to the ride
Pop Sonnet #1269
When you wake up I'll be gone
For a moment that lasts awhile
Fought for the prism in the dawn
That always seemed to make you smile
Down for the moment when it worked
Could have rehearsed for years
That simple pleasure that has perked
Out of the face of cheers
That simply call back to the win
For a day when things get dry
Could have told you what works again
And stopped to time the shy
Before they talk to anyone again
I would take it back to get thin
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