Pop Sonnet #1930

That tingle in the throat
Wraps me up for morning past
That dissipating note
The chair extends to last

So if comfort is recreation
And the feel is on the wayside
Come back toward vibration
And choose a book guide

Because whatever adventure had
Taken you into the cycles structure said
Going against the idea that I have been sad
Whether or not they would be wed

To last forever in the grey
And slowly watch it burn away

Pop Sonnet #1931

If there is a race to finish all
In a time limit set by the font
Of good drafts way round the hall
Make for scooting into the stunt

Find a noun that fits wherever
Common to receive accolades
But the page exists none never
And then you see the shades

The accident that twisted heirloom
Bought a magic spell at the book store
Because all words are spells to groom
Along with fellowship of lore

That gets together the fantasy crowd
Makes you wonder if all is allowed

Pop Sonnet #1932

By the time I'm done I'll want more
But I will have been finished already
With the escape route all made for
The way that you look in steady

Situations full of charity in tact
Chasing off the ladder for a fame
That has eluded me after the fact
And treats me ever quite the same

When the Norse God raises a head
And leaves an empty mind open
Along with the colors that bled
All over the track to hoping

That fed you a way to get the jump
On all the ways that could have bump

Pop Sonnet #1933

Common weary for an alibi
Wrecked in encouraging forts
That built a bit of heaven try
That called a shock out in the sports

So I could feel great for a minute
Gone back to take a finish
Maze of property will pin it
Into the poisoned old wish

That corroborates with achievement
Falling into the final syllable practice
Wherever you are known as bent
There is a hammer on the bliss

For accepting feelings cry
Outside of the boundaries that are why

Pop Sonnet #1934

And to climb down an edifice
That leads to a canyon base
Going off on other miss
Inherent in the only place

That structures clues on stacks
And very much likes to see
For that which are far back
Other days just to be

The only freak of nature
Outside of nursery rhymes
To know your demure
And the timing mimes

The extra level prophets brought back from the shop
And taken to the feature that could drop

Pop Sonnet #1935

When a challenge is delivered last
And a building is just for looks
Just take another moment to cast
And open it for the crooks

That change the angle to forty five degrees
And the sun will shine on in
For the sudden moment that we want to please
Make it through them in ten

Because for now I'll sing this song
That goes round and round in a pattern
And the day will last quite long
Just for the moment so taciturn

That vantage off of greasy skies
The look into the misty eyes

Pop Sonnet #1936

Every day works for the essential
To go at least forever turning
That rowdy way to squeal
Along with them keep burning

And ask for the lasting decision made
An already hoped for outcome
But unless you make the grade
Nothing will come from

The epicenter of the action
Found in a countless shell
That kept back the infraction
The ultimate label for hell

And if nothing ever will calm down
You will find your silken gown

Pop Sonnet #1937

If the skull I gave you
Counts as a check mark
Of objects that shine through
Accompanied by the park

Along a similar line of guidance
Makes sense when looked at from the side
And to take upon thine lance
And creates a lingering dyed

The effect you were going for
Never mind if never tried
The episode you are going to the core
And when back the fried

Up on a dizzy morning to get large
And you just cannot wait to charge

Pop Sonnet #1938

Underwater there is bubble for air
Floating from your mouth
You can keep your eyes open under there
Or stop up the lane that was south

Among the water there is the grave
That we rise from every morning
That sleep could start to save
Any time I catch the early warning

That precipice loaded with devices
Getting down can be harder than going up
And if you count for dices
Of the meat that you saved in a cup

And what were you making when you came
Along with me and felt the same

Pop Sonnet #1939

Along the lines of pressure stirs
Along the faded of the thin
Guidance chances feeling blurs
Would you take a course to begin

Running a little late today
Everything got shifted over
Along with the second play
And the call up for the clover

That wasn't lucky all the time
Except when challenges come back
Got to feel the old grime
When hitting the proverbial sack

And if the cleanliness wins you back to the road
You could at least take a load