Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Pop Sonnet #1630

Never rush when filling
The entire page with poems
It would be only killing
The certainty of gnomes

Those fantasy movements
Full of energy and grace
That make final improvements
And are sometimes in the race

The understanding that will make
A trick fair pony rider inside
That turns out not to be fake
Unless I have to go for a ride

Alongside the courage that makes a match
And ends up getting pulled up on catch

Pop Sonnet #1631

Guess I will still be here
After all else is gone
And then it will spring clear
For the feeling of Ron

That clear cut attitude
To deliver voice of reason
And to just come unglued
At the bitching reason

That came back to give out
The cycle that nothing is left
And to figure they are without
And the feeling that it is cleft

Will write on page after page
And consider the wisdom of the age

Pop Sonnet #1632

Of course in awhile you will be with
The only type of credence that votes
Along with the used up second hand myth
That gigantic beast that will smote

Among the carriage of whatever stayed
Will ride back to town in good measure
And will have called up the made
For whatever happens to be your pleasure

That attitude showing up here
And asking again for the root
That makes a feeling appear
Unless it is time to play the flute

That magically warps you and conjures the sun
Without the flute nothing would get done

Pop Sonnet #1633

Still river will make floating right
That simple type of being light
As long as it is in your sight
And never have given up a fight

Unless there is prominence in this decision
Make them all leave well alone
Without orders the derision
Would capitalize on the drone

And attack when waiting for trust
Just in case you really must
There would be a few more plussed
After the authority was cussed

Out for no reason except the insane
That is why the thorn in my side is a pain

Pop Sonnet #1634

Act on impulse and see the result
Never mind if someone else fails
Because it is certain the the new cult
Will rally around the rails

That sparkler that burned all night
Caught in a drizzle of needed rain
And the water reflects the light
Coming down the slippery lane

That window washed away in waves
Got to simply ask for a service
And it will be time for shaves
Along with getting very nervous

For the energy to write
Got to keep the muse in sight

Pop Sonnet #1635

Always pleasant when in charge
Pardon me for breaking in
I just had to finally barge
In on you for where you drink Gin

Like alcohol is going out of style
And you would mix anything
In a shot glass that determines the while
Away of certainly to bring

That understood sympathy card
Guess it isn't half as hard
Got that feeling in the guard
Sometimes you consult the bard

That isn't ever too far away
From the place that you play

Pop Sonnet #1636

It still creates a wall of words
That stand around and block
Anything that knows the nerds
That just get down and rock

Full of music is the band
That you once took part in
Now you start to understand
The object never can win

To give back unto the quilt
Of all the image strong
And empty out forbidden guilt
As axis is coming along

To race along side your common hero
Until the equation hits zero

Pop Sonnet #1637

Wonder if I should keep track
Of the numbering to the lines
Of the kind of carried sack
That paid off your big fines

Someone stood up for you
When you thought you'd lose it
Cycle is to catch of blue
That cycle when you use it

To be rhyming the same sound
Causes this to just abound
Along with my whole underground
And ask what could get downed

By the miracle of grace
There are words in this place

Pop Sonnet #1638

To actually rest as long as needed
To wait upon the lasting while
And never ask what is defeated
For the ghost walks along a mile

Of pathway in metaphysical plains
For as long as comfort pains
All the pretty horses reigns
And if your interest wanes

It will wax again in time
Got to wonder for a loss
That could get me back my dime
Unless you made a golden cross

That wards vampires from your path
And offer to do all the math

Pop Sonnet #1639

In a minute I will post
All the notes that had to go
Along with pages that will roast
A dragon ride is here below

The rabbit hole that you will fall
All along the absurd wall
Of whatever it is you call
When referring to every and all

The time I spent crying
Could have lasted longest
And if you were really lying
You'd know you are the strongest

Writing just to see where it goes
And where it stops no one knows

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