Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Pop Sonnet #1940

What is a part of the common heart
Replacing when they went
Along with what regards the art
As sophistry has sent

And feel that feeling when I can
Make a pleasant type of future
Running along to be the span
Of what can make a suture

That blends together like a river of paint
Rushing into the sea
And the color that is saint
Is very much likely

To honestly write more than this
Will be a plan that I can't miss

Pop Sonnet #1941

And in a few I have another
A space of hopeful buzz
That illustrates a framed up brother
And calls to cancel what was

A routine to me to be in fear
That happens a lot
But if it was about to be next year
Then time has forgot

A common flaw among the lot
To reprimand an attitude plain
And when the second day is not
Going down the drain

And when the number orders
We should draw a few chalk borders

Pop Sonnet #1942

Turning into dust for matches
That could not force a hit
From the safety open catches
That chomped at the bit

I was running out a day ago
And now there is none left
Take this ever careful slow
To ask what is the heft

Ask in public burden wonder
A specific fate line summons a spirit
And if there is no one under
Make a mask that can finally fear it

Of the burden that weighs you down
And here the rain comes back to drown

Pop Sonnet #1943

Making sure I have all the lines
Because just one off they fail
But there are so many other fines
That come upon the open veil

That you see through without a gaze
Directly shipping along course
With a time into the plays
And chip beacon in the morse

Unless you sense a problem too
With what is there to belong
And make an effort for the true
Saying what is long

The long winded approach to this merry guide
Will force you all to run and hide

Pop Sonnet #1944

And in a moment I will save
The goods to be remembered
To practice elemental wave
Of that which is dismembered

From the body to avoid the sin
Where a potion would rest
All the way to go on in
And take a handle on the chest

This rain may mean that work ends soon
Still gives me no excuse
To party every day around noon
And we have called a truce

Of simple days when we were kings
Finding all that the chosen brings

Pop Sonnet #1945

Always taking from me what I need
To get by just to face the day
But when the system in the bleed
Comes to take it all away

Because the important thing to ask
Is if they should have ever known
And to make a simple task
This situation is over blown

So he was in training for one day
And everything is changed
I have something I can say
But it is falling through the ranged

Applause is heard at the end
To measure this old friend

Pop Sonnet #1946

Where is my freedom when in pain
To damn the wall delves
And the practice of the sane
Keeps up on themselves

To process a third dimension
That is eternal and all around
Going to relieve the tension
By checking out the ground

That makes a comfortable spot to sleep
Unless you thing it comes back
And nothing ever comes too cheap
You can see through my hack

That is juvenile to say the least
It is a whole separate beast

Pop Sonnet #1947

And kicking down a single cone
Just to see it drop off the road
And then the sky beckons alone
To be what is already showed

Along with tears the setting sun
Finds grace to remove the cross
From whatever is under done
And finds a full on loss

But this is smooth today without
Any interruptions but a drink
That can be saved no doubt
Remember you are allowed to think

So keep the gears all cranking
It will be possible to end up thanking

Pop Sonnet #1948

You for common doses
That could change in the rain
And just to take the roses
Back to comfort the pain

Along with hurrying to get
Another days worth
Before I find myself wet
With everything that falls to Earth

In a storm positioned ever so cloudy
That could keep me indoors today
And the thunder is getting rowdy
But there is still a window to play

Along with the cast that came back here
And found a reason for next year

Pop Sonnet #1949

At last the tides have turned to drive
Hold me in the company I am from
And then you say that snake is alive
But harmless to hold when you come

And fixing rhymes with the right frame
To share with the blurring word
That came to get into the very same
Attitude it takes to have heard

For just one way in is all we need
But scary when it won't turn on
And to go about along with deed
That damage that swept when gone

Is all I will remember to pay
Unless there is another say

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