Pop Sonnet #1950

Encourage deranged albeit stiff
Make for a comfort rail
And assured as the total riff
That came from outer sale

That impetus to make us laugh
Mistakes we never made
And if at last there is staff
Going to filter what has grade

Along with the lack of hunger when
I force myself to eat
Still I'm getting bigger than
The normal where is neat

And if the hardy spoil flushes
Then take back a principal of rushes

Pop Sonnet #1951

Everyday not quite enough
To stop when you are ahead
Because the time we spend is rough
Motions through that said

Underneath a cotton mine
That felt a knicker sweat
She used to be all of mine
Until I lost the bet

And now I am feeling a bit strung out
Like I often find myself
But I deal with it no doubt
The suffer for the elf

That stole my pop tarts when I cooked
The crack pot that is already booked

Pop Sonnet #1952

There's a karmic ploy inside
Of yesterday's erasure
Going to flood the ride
And make you sit for the cure

Of the lightning that will strike around
An empty lot that fills with static
Got to focus on the drowned
Out of the closet into the attic

And then that emptiness approaches
Still no comfort except life
That can take back the final poaches
And seek out a separate wife

What a day to deal so soon
Fell off like a lead balloon

Pop Sonnet #1953

Got to wake from last night's sleep
But here I am so tired
Had a definite plan to keep
Now I am admired

Going forth to pass the torch
Along with security checks
That will sit out by the porch
And dang it all to hecks

The typo that would be forgiven
Along with other art that lingers
It is just a part of living
And dread to take the singers

Back into the darkest room
Along without a drop of doom

Pop Sonnet #1954

That is rare for me I will admit
Gone so fast it gets lost
And with the secondary split
Hope there is an early frost

Because the heat bares down
This time to leave a text
Of the only separate clown
That had to show up next

In case the vortex passes by
A lighting of the clouds
That cannot trip so long to fry
Along the worn out shrouds

That beat upon the river bed
And remind us of what could be ahead

Pop Sonnet #1955

It is not too much to ask
To stick around and be
Unless the only task
Came back to worry

A lot less worried though
It is more than true
Shout out to the ultimate Toe
A band that had the new

Wave of feelings same as mine
Because the music rocks
And in the wonder of the line
That chose us when we had blocks

To set up classes with our lives
And burn the pile of the hives

Pop Sonnet #1956

Still I work on this firm ploy
Facing down the endocrine
For the way that sank that toy
Along with how you have been

And if it works why change at all
The common offer stands
Only finish a few more at the thrall
Of time when there are glands

Aware to keep the body clean
But now I've found the sublime
Of the surface that will glean
Along the Autumn climb

Up the river fort is built
Along with chambers near the silt

Pop Sonnet #1957

Not going to check on what that noise was
Chances are it was just the wind
And if there is anything she does
That cannot turn to send

Albeit lost in phony rank
That takes awhile to resurface here
At least I found the refill tank
And finding that about a year

Will leave the situation real
Got to face the music because
The choices that I feel
Are centering often buzz

And now the noise and smell are present
And I will always be a peasant

Pop Sonnet #1958

Lost into the mill of speech
Going to fight back to teach
Maybe you can share the leech
Without staying out of reach

The combination of the clue
Made the ring call out to you
But if there is nothing to do
That would make all things new

Unless the lyric has been there
Got to get back on the air
And I approach you with the stare
Of beaming eyes for the dare

To come back and settle in
Be sure that you can find a spin

Pop Sonnet #1959

Of the obstacle at last
Got too far too fast
And if that is where the cast
Can come in and be my mast

To steer the ship to golden shores
And look upon the perfect cores
Casting off the land of doors
That came about when they all were whores

That damaged a bit of good fruit
This has been a total hoot
Not always but for some you root
That eternity will shoot

Back at the lock that keeps us safe
Along with the freedom of the waif