Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Pop Sonnet #1810

Skip a lesson for feeling in themes
Coming in throughout the draw
Packaging back into the dreams
And kicked to the craw

The dementia that blockades
The entire journey's goal
And if the myth is about Hades
Then go for the roll

That cornucopia of desire
The fruit inside the shell
Runs into the second wire
The feeling that you sell

Towards a weapon that encouraged mystical
Living like it matters back in his to school

Pop Sonnet #1811

Got further behind today
Then where meant to be
Just catch back up anyway
And going to the tree

That withers when you touch
The seconds that all count
Going to gain a crutch
Furthermore it has to mount

Along with my decisions
Of mixing cuts always
And further the derisions
Are riding with there stays

To illuminate the obstacle gets into a paradox
And when you find out there is no box

Pop Sonnet #1812

You find a way to get one
And go back to the line
And all the offers for fun
Is drinking all the wine

Will you know when it is here
The presence in the fold
And taking up another year
For hunting with the old

The elder scribes dissipate
Along the path to pure
And find out when the coffee is late
For mixing all the sure

Even if I neglect to save
A tiny way to learn the rave

Pop Sonnet #1813

Movements over time can be
A wild goose chase for truth
Second in the old and rusty
Feeling like a sleuth

That can discover mysteries
And stories forgotten all
Until the ancient histories
Come back into the hall

Of books that pile up
Without a second glance
And ask to certainly find the cup
Next to where you left your pants

Interrupting class is the only way to lose
There are many options for you all to choose

Pop Sonnet #1814

My voice is disappearing
Blame the dirty water
That I drank with the thing
That had to hold until I got her

The jealous ring of dissonance
I felt when circles gray
And expedite the miss of fence
That exploded along the way

If encouraging words to depression
Are helpful to pull out
The other means that a session
Will create a shout

And if the void swallows
Keep up the follows

Pop Sonnet #1815

Getting blurry from the pills
That were all slammed at the same moment
Unlike tried to pay the bills
Lost into the phylum gent

That disappearing ink that spilled
Into an invisible decanter
That failed to equip even sealed
Letters in the planter

And to get back enough
To cry for other deaths
And feeling a lot less tough
Than everyone has breaths

To take from the air the nutrients that float in space
Unless somehow you still wind up way back in last place

Pop Sonnet #1816

Noticing the bottom lines
Run on for quite a length
And if you even had the signs
To gain back your lost strength

The simple type of guide belongs
Among the feeling high
Of staying where there are good songs
And bake another pie

When the echo of the voice
Is whispering in truth
Make certain of your choice
And take care of a sore tooth

With dentistry these things are done
And they will take a needed run

Pop Sonnet #1817

The order descends
But next time equal
Tell me if it ends
And goes on in the sequel

So I give unto the Lord
My love my only trust
For out with the love he poured
I know the faith just

Works along a lot of years
That I have been in belief
The state of all of the tears
Came to me with grief

That not everything worked out the way
However you are very satisfied today

Pop Sonnet #1818

Twice the late teens
Echo numbers into the mix
And if there are greens
Then why did you write tricks

Over counters that have gained
A lighthouse around the back
And if the teeth are stained
They may begin to crack

Don't curse yourself on second thought
The diary is conscripted
To be a long the time line caught
A verse that is encrypted

Into words that sometimes never quite seem to make sense
And then the bottom line is long enough for a defense

Pop Sonnet #1819

I remember when these things
Cut off at quick intervals
The bottom of the old feelings
Have got raked across the coals

And if there is too much to do
The feelings generated
And ask you what is important too
The reason that you waited

Along with rules there are a few
But I think they can be broken
For the fixing of the stew
Can tell you what is spoken

To interpret foreign language when running for official posts
And only wish you could give the vote to ghosts

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