Pop Sonnet #1800

If Holland became Washington state
And Belgium was Oregon
What would that make California of late
And then maybe all is gone

In the days when things are legal
Go to the point of the franchise
And ever flying eagle
Come back in another guise

Whatever the state you live in
Both physically and mentally
Never makes you give in
To the problem out at sea

An understood parameter of the daring do
And to take it back just to get it right for you

Pop Sonnet #1801

Significant framing against the hall of light
Camera in a storm of all that can make more
Of the way we never used to fight
But things become different at the store

Because when the universe remains
Somewhat heavier from mass
Over the other of the rains
That fals on Colorado grass

The understanding that it always changes
Echoes round the call
That wallops for the dignitary ranges
And furthers the existential all

That being in releasing that happens to the chance
And puts in any option just to see you dance

Pop Sonnet #1802

Driven by the liquid flood
A disaster in the works
And for the common only would
Return the other stolen perks

That came from an archive
Returned on conscience grim
The selective at the old hive
And run away on a whim

In the jealous swimming long
And hold onto the days becoming
All that has never gone wrong
And pressure on the one that is drumming

When it all comes back together for hollow
Then life will surely follow

Pop Sonnet #1803

Such purposeful recommendations
Remind me of the reasons why
That all of the cinematic creations
Exist along the level of the eye

Witnessing the channels of history built
Could have warned an epic thought
Of building into the spilt
Question of someone's has got

To pick up the quick of her
Into a table of chips
That existed in gambling occur
To be the extra slips

And clip off resonation in the giant of the sack
Finding little pieces and sneaking them out back

Pop Sonnet #1804

Then from all the chemicals
Endorphins collide into
All of which can be that lulls
A further mention that grew

A little more into a plant
That carbon breathed them growing
All concerned with adamant
The amount that under that showing

To make a cycle go back so soon
And haunted as the cup of blood
Served at the end of time for noon
Service in the house of mud

That carpentry so fine you never know
What logic will come back to show

Pop Sonnet #1805

I'm glad that I saved it
Won't know for a few
Whether the old gone bit
Would work up a stew

A systematic resignation to the alert
With all the issues in tact
And whatever creates dessert
For the list of the fact

That could only be assured more
The sacred case of bottles
Never wanting to taste the whore
In the mix of coddles

The only encouraging feeling you can take
Is you dated all of them off and on the make

Pop Sonnet #1806

Repeating the key hammers on
The ultimate system of machinery
Which further is a fond
Type of understood scenery

So much beauty in vision
That a recorded thought
Is worth no derision
For what is forgot

On yonder the bedroom
Is seen in the blinds
And what begins to loom
Can be in grinds

The way to make a difference at all
Would be always to fall

Pop Sonnet #1807

Back to back reasons the return of the flow
That used to be so gentle in turn
Of the constant understanding so
That nothing would cause a burn

Except for getting through it when
Then second hand is all slower
Than a second really has been
And ask me if you know a grower

Always reading into the other hand
Included for a talk for longer
Well within the weapon band
And felt a tiny stronger

For a coercion of details all illustrate
The happening will always demonstrate

Pop Sonnet #1808

Exhaustion approaches the beyond
Calls the only way back
Is if the thought dawned
On your mind in the lack

For an occasion of risks
That butterfly effect
To be all making discs
And running for elect

The situation enhances
A hell of a time
And remote in the trances
That take insurance dime

Back to the expenditure we cannot afford
Makes you wonder where is the Lord

Pop Sonnet #1809

When he could be right next to
A feeling of presence lost
That takes a collegiate vote through
A fraction of the cost

And dealing in fractions
They all are a bit small
Here at the actions
Beginning it all

And if the old fortress
Steals the film from heaven
And asks for nothing less
And burns one for Evan

The man with the vision that saved us from
Obscurity and the other must come