Saturday, September 6, 2014

Pop Sonnet #2050

Ultimately the plans worked together
To create a master arrangement
And if the brain needs a tether
To another engagement

That takes so much time and
Never got ready for the only
That came back into your hand
And then created a lonely

Seize of pure ingredients
That came into form
Along with expedient
Duty is getting warm

And even if I am fighting sleep
There are a few pointers to keep

Pop Sonnet #2051

So desire sympathy when others live
And know unto whom you
With the other spectral give
Would have been true

But now the empty case of grain
Kept permanent decisions wide
And if there is a chance of rain
I'd just have to have had lied

If that even makes sense
Which some say it does not
And if there is a rinse
Along with that is caught

To ramp up the edge and feel replete
With envy for the other types of sweet

Pop Sonnet #2052

When crashing medleys share the swarm
Believable that the second norm
Fell into a type of storm
And reevaluated the form

That could have played on
A stopped clock rewound
And onto the next for gone
That came back unbound

To shuffle out longer and keep
The very mystery alive
And if you needed your sleep
Then just ask me for the dive

That skipped around when lessons made
A program that can be an aid

Pop Sonnet #2053

While the ship tilts side to side
Nothing can be felt inside
Except where loss is next to hide
Where doth thou abide

Along with weapons trade
Going to have a single aid
Lasting for the next to maid
And that is how the card is played

It goes after ethics which
Really get hard to come by
What with super glitch
That keeps up the die

And if there will be nothing left
Feel the empty relieve heft

Pop Sonnet #2054

And when that ship gets set in course
Movement could have brought on the deem
Of the simple skip of force
That brought you into the scheme

Where burdens fall and discoveries climb
Back into the missing case
You may get obvious time
With what we now erase

So periodically I stop in
And greet the early band
Because they have to begin
Along with being a hand

To hold when others get pissed
Maybe then you could have missed

Pop Sonnet #2055

Just a trail to blaze along
Cutting pathways through the word
And if only this perfect song
Can everywhere be heard

By all that write and where to go
To eliminate the eternal flow
And stop by the variety show
What is left for you to know

And in a day of shifting dreams
The lines can go two ways
But there is a forever beams
To hold back what he says

And emanate the fortune gained
Never mind if they had stained

Pop Sonnet #2056

Just a few more now don't stop
It will get you back to the top
And give you a chance to bebop
With the elements of drop

That mastery eliminates for all
Got to trust me when you fall
Even if the lined up ball
Would have gotten you a call

Which means you almost got left
Short and noticeable in the stacks
And never mitigated the heft
Of what is under the backs

That pierces ringers full on plea
And spends a little time with me

Pop Sonnet #2057

To gain remorse for haunting clear
Along the shreds of wine and cheese
That may have only been a beer
That you had with a crumb at ease

When the gift times out for sampling
There would be a way to protect
Someone will have done the trampling
And now the time comes to elect

The further pressure rearranges
Into old belt timers leash trap
Then you can count on deranges
Required on the map

And if there will end a line
That is one I might sign

Pop Sonnet #2058

So clearly there have been droplets
Of pleas that remain at last
To instigate the flop bets
And ran maybe too fast

When nothing doing for the verse
Is offering choices of the text
Where I can go to the nurse
Before I make it next

To the power of the imagined lines
Clearly in the midst
Of what company takes the mines
Back into the tryst

That we have studied over lengthy talks
And we might have had the balks

Pop Sonnet #2059

But would you tell anyone if you did
Something you were not supposed to
And to wind up with a kid
To believe where he knows to

Gain a record of a type
Of poetic license that takes different styles
Forms and avant garde ripe
Streams of flowing goes on for miles

So make sure all your verses have fourteen
Lines because one day they will be counted
Or calculated on a computer screen
And whatever is then drawn and mounted

In fact I have covered quite a bit
If I go on today that wouldn't fit

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