Sunday, August 31, 2014

Pop Sonnet #1990

Very firm to stand along
The company does rise
Full of figures all for the throng
Of that which takes a guise

Out of the sharper pencils write
A hundred poems until
And capture them in lovely sight
Of taking another pill

That came to be a silver lace
Upon the skirted lady
And I would pay to see her face
Until the way is fading

So every once in awhile I get close enough
And then there is a march to bluff

Pop Sonnet #1991

The year of all things compromise
A storage in the breaks
To pay for certain feelings rise
Along to make the stakes

Stick to the ground to prop a tent
A memory conjoins
The sacred full of lasting sent
To further the lost coins

Or really old are worth a lot
And careful when it breaks
Along with everything you've got
With take us back to makes

That stabilize the crossing wires
And keep us from all fires

Pop Sonnet #1992

So the archive is rebuilt
A company of pieces
That maintain the other hilt
Up to the form of fleeces

That are sometimes used
In games we play
And often abused
By that which may

And coffins are awaiting
The dabble of the fame
That made for others creating
The only way is the same

Return to feature form of plight
The way to just erase the light

Pop Sonnet #1993

To keep track of names
And other types of information
And allow me to be in games
The wading of the transformation

Along the shore that was the stop
That life began to appear
The tide pools of a single drop
Of universal peer

That we crawled onto the beach
From stances rather felt
And now there are other ways to teach
The cards you have been dealt

But around the stable goes
The one that you could say he knows

Pop Sonnet #1994

And I will keep the lesson from
A situation of isolation citing
And when you slept until dumb
The way back is exciting

Like a dream that never ends
Along with recharging battery
The way into the minor bends
Along with any form of flattery

Takes a chance to come along
With flexing in the pike
That came unto a simple song
And rode their brother's bike

So will I see an end to this
Half way along the daily bliss

Pop Sonnet #1995

Weird how certain words remain
And as I bang them out
I will keep the feeling sane
With programs in the clout

That laced back from the position known
A company of understood beings
That feel as though the way is shown
To creatures that are seeing

All the window mount for plumes
The flowers start to binge
On water for the open room
And never meant to cringe

Along with operation skills
There is a way for cheaper thrills

Pop Sonnet #1996

Keep ripping out the leverage
The only one to know the way
And maybe only a bit of coverage
All to make certain of the play

That coiled round the rocky bank
The other type of locust
Was into the sinking tank
That could have been made focused

But about the time that disappears
Into the starry void in heaven
And gets the car to have the gears
That belonged around eleven

The only game I consider worthy
Is still the one that seems so earthy

Pop Sonnet #1997

And that was a good year for kings
And other royalty made
Because the way competing brings
The hunger would make shade

Belonging to the only club
That would have me in their gang
Of attitudes that often rub
Back when things had bang

The completion of the initiation was a risk
Taking time out from opening habit
And burning one more disk
But there are more than one type of rabbit

That we can model the sculpture after
And hear the waves of holy laughter

Pop Sonnet #1998

As good as the feeling gets to be
I strong and fully increase
And what is only left to me
Can certify the grease

That spills from parts that motorize
A shop keep urgent fill
And nothing can show her eyes
Even when they are there still

In the sockets moving around
Got to find a blind spot
And to take me to the wound
Afterwards I got

A feeling of satisfactory presence
And the overwhelming pleasance

Pop Sonnet #1999

My best year of college when
I made only straight A's
Matter of fact they crowded in
To hear about my plays

And when I flew from class to class
I knew I couldn't lose
Just to be the only ass
That everyone would choose

To study with or learn about
The notes from any lecture taken
And there was never doubt
That the rules were breaking

But in the end I made it through
Some of the hardest classes to do

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