Pop Sonnet #1650

Cruising along with a hidden compass
Finding everything alone
And gone next to the trespass
Of the hidden overgrown

The fortress of the spectacle
That waking dream is next
And the octopus' tentacle
Will wrap around the hexed

And scurvy tis mate gringo
Astonished all the way
Mainly playing bingo
The head was in the way

From a woken media and plus
One of them was looking at us

Pop Sonnet #1651

Hidden nomenclature restless
Turning into vast improves
And if you are on the guest list
Then you see how it does move

Along with forcing trial on
The collapse near a smile
That takes back all the gone
For a moment in the style

Of the present forming snap shot
Totally wiped out everyone's courage
To the point of what is not
Going off of the sure wage

That verified it was dusk along the magic hour
And lent to you the magical power

Pop Sonnet #1652

Some have said I write too much
Others see it through
Some will prove the only crutch
Is like the adventure too

That speech phenomenal passes
All that sermonized delete
And when it goes back to the masses
The place I take my seat

And kneel and pray for all
The way to chance the fear
That prayerfully register wall
As never so ever disappear

And in the solemn ring of fire
Nothing ever made me tire

Pop Sonnet #1653

In the back of the truck
There is a tire and a mount
Joining on the luck
With a million to one count

That often asked for press
In the wake of the mess
For a fancy make believe success
Would never have a way to depress

And when I win back what is owed
In a chance take over thoughts
Gone for what tomorrow stowed
Along the final shots

And takes a circle to greet any
Find it in the assault for many

Pop Sonnet #1654

And in the middle of the page
Was a familiar scent about
Gone the way of the sage
That burned up for the scout

That passed back and forth
In the scheme of things
Gone to face the North
And get what it doth bring

In the honest sharing
For the nomenclature
Thought you were comparing
Nurture over nature

And given this elective comes bringing over used
Never once could you say that I was confused

Pop Sonnet #1655

Into the awake impetus reach
Gone back another way to preach
After the menu I will beseech
After awhile you start to teach

All of the syntactical programs that do coincide
Going to get back to justice and faith
And if you can take back the old ride
Has to puff out a whole wraith

Of a cloud that grows out of the smoke
Caught in an atmosphere of quick
That mitigates the atmosphere soak
Along with the mighty that stick

Into the bracer of all the eraser kind
Of a drug that was on order for the mind

Pop Sonnet #1656

Once in a day the mitigate proof
Got to sit back and organize booth
That upset tomorrow makes out for the roof
Of every last golden tooth

To spell out the spill is to take this
Pain and reverse the problem now
And over time it will insist
That happens to take a bow

And sink into philosophy over used
May have collided with what was here
And ever so clever into the abused
Was to lift the word into the near

And hopefully that noise from outside
Will go away if I do abide

Pop Sonnet #1657

Now I foresee the holy race
Coming in always first place
Filled with all the lace
That takes the grace

Of metaphysics in a long rush
Full of the feeling of dinner
And for the sake of the next hero's lush
Going back to all of the winner

Was here collecting a prize
Never to big for the king
But to cut down into size
Would apparently bring

That usable understatement of a kind
Got to find out about the old signed

Pop Sonnet #1658

Tournament engagement into the lined
Like a paper in the sandwich behind
Want to gain back what will always find
Where and when you liked to have dined

The quarters of a full tank
Going to have to pull rank
For the explosive in the bank
And puffing on the dank

Going to fetch into eternal spheres
Had to keep reversing gears
And in all things to mirrors
And erases the last years

It is quite the obsession such
Do you think I write too much

Pop Sonnet #1659

Ask again later friend
The wary beside me
Going off of a lend
And tread along to see

All the gorgeous mountains that
Appear on the horizons
Got to knock down flat
Until the added up dawns

Of a glistening aura fame
That really wanted the whole name
And hammered onto the flame
With a rope of the same

Kind of pressure that all but builds
Will eventually join the guilds