Pop Sonnet #1590

Writing time softens on bend for the catch
Nightly pounding out the practice nice
And if you really don't have a match
I will catch a round twice

Breaking habits so gently confused
Still wrapped up in the festival paper
And going to be all the time reused
For pulling off the caper

And if unwinding winds me here
Stay out of the fight for now
At least they have more time in a year
To go about and plow

The timid weeks break knock down
And scare half of the town

Pop Sonnet #1591

Another day is what they are chanting
Make background noise for the gain
Of the last lap gone over to panting
And show back the rain

To episodically encounter intermission
Flying high on the growing myth
That ever so playful contrition
Opening up with the fifth

Of all that were handled that short of a day
And already Summer is leaving
Even though it has always been this way
Might want to stop grieving

That played out the formula all for the stock
And knew exactly how hard to rock

Pop Sonnet #1592

Make up exams are all but forgotten
Try to spend the time right
Unless you don't believe the rotten
Core of sanctity flight

Along the waves of musical streams
That pouring together change beats
And invite all new themes
And take a future of seats

That nature of dementia when turned on
By yourself all for a day or two
Can cancel the script for the prawn
That recycled before a few

Were taken to trouble by announcements she made
Haven't you already gone and played

Pop Sonnet #1593

How long it would have to go for
I am not entirely sure
And if you sit by the door
You will be pure

Of the raging waters that pillage the rafts
After all the plank comes along
To fashion all the different crafts
And give back to song

That mutant fried straw sleeve
That turned on a microphone
Wonder if there is a leave
Of everything alone

The play on words will get me far
Got to race you to the car

Pop Sonnet #1594

Instigate monotony squirm
Had to equal all the germ
Had to fight over the sperm
And now you want a perm

To mess with all in anthem song
To find out what all went wrong
And going ahead to get along
That will seal it in the throng

Of bits and pieces of remorse
Further I have left the course
Gone so long for this is morse
The code of all when feeling remorse

To use a word almost the same
That is why this is to blame

Pop Sonnet #1595

Have a spin of rice brought back
Got some flour in the sack
Bringing tears to meet the track
And take time to get the pack

That fits along your aching straps
Along with several pointless naps
And we will see if she still slaps
Whatever takes you back to raps

That insinuate double meaning for
A lightning bolt across the store
To flood the danger with the war
And soften up around the whore

That writes a check for what I owe
And watch it build to a strong glow

Pop Sonnet #1596

Euphemism in the situation clear
Got so far to get so near
Now I know you were here
What is there to take a beer

And crack it up on icy plains
Got to be forever reigns
Unless destiny remains
And you grow back into Hanes

The type of brand that keeps your thirst
For the feelings could be worse
At least this all counts for rehearse
The same old pageant daily curse

Unless there is a point of attack
Gone so far just to get back

Pop Sonnet #1597

I'll be feeling it for a period dose
Got to feel there is so close
Gone into the dreadful gross
That left for certain in the most

Of time that prayed right back
Simply now to get the rack
Gone behind the teacher's back
And forever gentle sack

That heaved over in to a threshold
Got to know it has been told
To a symptom of the bold
Of how much more old

Will the beast come gently in
Or will you go where you've been

Pop Sonnet #1598

Still deleting half the words
That come along to fill the herds
Of all the primal simple nerds
That separated the different girds

That ate among the sacred stone
Got to go get all alone
And take out your cheap ass phone
Just don't send another drone

Back to the place seemed destroyed
How much less will be annoyed
Are there any more employed
Or is this the last of the toyed

That feverish whack of kidney problem
To go back in time and rob them

Pop Sonnet #1599

So a saving beam shoots down
Covers the whole sacred ground
And comes back in many town
Plays that connect with the drowned

Out circus connecter feet wear
A journey and you are almost there
Could have ended up anywhere
Along the circles of the dare

That performance mild will write again
A place where most of you have been
And if there is disregard for when
You could just take it all then

And leave the sacred saving beam
Along with the fresh ice cream