Thursday, September 11, 2014

Pop Sonnet #2100

Aftermath the maker's bridge
Steal a bit to match complete
Looking through the empty fridge
Next time take a seat

Along the idle cusps of dawn
When the pills are still aroused
There is something to put on
In the company caroused

Still an effort to put to sleep
The record breaking dream
And if there is a note to heap
Attention toward the beam

That breaks the light when all is sent
Next to the place where she went

Pop Sonnet #2101

Fight to keep the spring along
When the matchless counter still
And when nothing afford's the wrong
Company for you that will

Take up a certain interest in
The feelings in the class
And make sure you can still begin
The haunting of the pass

That reassured to bring a bit
Of melancholy desire
To comfort time in the skit
That started a bad fire

When tiredness keeps you set
There is a point to finally get

Pop Sonnet #2102

No one knows quite how it is done
Step down from lofty goals
And mixing tracks to open run
A wild feeling holes

That drive a snake to resident
The feeling that I should leave
And just to meet the president
He will make you grieve

Along with why today is a marker
Of a time of tragedy
That can spot the oldest sparker
Simply caving in on me

When the war gets too hard to watch
They will set you up a notch

Pop Sonnet #2103

Take the only feeling of a kind
That steals into the shores of mind
Until one day you feel blind
Going all the way after the grind

When you have enough to fail
The worst kind of logic invites
And if there is something rail
You will know if she bites

Along with confusion that knows
A deceptive amount for the rights
That bled into the flows
And cut us off at the lights

Run down ship in the back
Feeling like such a hack

Pop Sonnet #2104

Maybe if I drowned in place
The acceptance of the matter
That treads back into a case
The way to enjoy the platter

And cruising along with years in the bag
That never connect with the time
Simply go along with the lag
That sets forth into rhyme

And creates a common occur
To the point of a blur
That leaves a number for her
And scratches against the fur

That second of point to slip off the dress
And everything seems to be left in a mess

Pop Sonnet #2105

Latch onto the compass quick
And return the ecstasy to the spot
You may feel a little sick
But there are things you are not

When further dressing all the dolls
That you played with as a child
And to just ignore the calls
That make your trip so mild

That lampoon aced the second hand
A company that must
In case of important stand
Along with who you trust

And who you love is important too
Maybe she should talk to you

Pop Sonnet #2106

If a favor drops off the ledge
Than you take a different hedge
Unless there is a bit still in the wedge
Then you would go to the edge

And seek a different task
All you do is ever fake
And then left behind the mask
The bottom of the lake

That is where life does dwell
All around the empty sound
That runs into a spot that fell
Along the sight where it was ground

That trying to make didn't get you there
And others will all start to care

Pop Sonnet #2107

Crisp and refreshing the soda pop
That actually is unhealthy
And when your brain starts to crop
Along with what is wealthy

And the ship will one day come
To bring a list of important people
Never mind if there is some
Others left in feeble

Unless forced but at this juncture
The count is low
For words I could not find in the puncture
Will designate below

When all seems like it gets ahead
You will take the task instead

Pop Sonnet #2108

And if the run on finds a lot
Whatever you think you've got
That can retire the golden shot
No one there ever was caught

When illustrating dashing company
Feeling like there weren't a few
And ask later if there were any
Lessons often times come true

But if the advice does not apply
Don't ever be too old to fly
Simply caught the fever try
To sit back and just rely

When a mix of words bubbles
You can lay down your troubles

Pop Sonnet #2109

Told them all I would be here
Unless later on you start to fear
Back into the later year
Of the man that brought the gear

When in fact nothing is yearned
Except what could be learned
And then the case was turned
While you felt so burned

And if the stake represents your head
There will be a difference made
And to struggle to get our of bed
When you are standing in the shade

And if this is at a stand still
You can wait always until

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