Friday, October 10, 2014

Pop Sonnet #2370

When you look into the crystal
Seeing what is to come
The only type of grade a pistol
That left me in a slum

Because I have risen clean
Above the host of questions more
That come into the fantasy lean
That makes for several doors

To come upon an open host
And return to the car
The only way to share the most
Is to travel far

The coast is clear for traveling
I could be unraveling

Pop Sonnet #2371

Keep going as far as you want
Along with shepherd's glean
That forceful makes of episode front
To forward in the mean

That understanding life of pause
The winner in first place
To take a course of these open flaws
Understand you are in a race

And if you open into sound
The paramecium will spread
Along the water tapped in ground
Will act like you have read

To crowds of kids awaiting ears
And to see the hundred leers

Pop Sonnet #2372

If there was a fire around
I would have seen or smelt
But my nose is drowned
In flames that have dealt

With a weakness for the smoke
That comes into the air
And makes a lot for us to broke
The company will dare

But if the channel changes
And no one will see me through
I still have several ranges
And a mercy all unto

The prison is so dreary now
I've a separate dice somehow

Pop Sonnet #2373

When there is something quite big
To share and share alike
To make a lasting hold on gig
And share the feeling bike

To hug onto an empty tree
And steal back one more time
That operates the next to see
Along with several rhymes

To pitch back and forward into laughs
And shed an operational make
To split the ball into two halves
And separate the crank

I will write one more than you'll see
Writing just seems to work for me

Pop Sonnet #2374

Loose ends blinking in the rise
The meteoric climb
The permanence in the fries
To reckon there's a time

To fight along with servant's mass
And run the ship aground
To several types of felt up ass
And then you say you found

So what is half if nothing more
Than a break much deserved
And feel proper to check the floor
For the flames of the curved

And if you wake gently from
That isolated sleep is dumb

Pop Sonnet #2375

The music flows so gently when
I return to the base
Of this music that will win
Along the tired chase

To forgive a mountain load
Of sins and transgressive shells
To be all the way on the road
And accompany the pails

To listen up when music fast
The second symphony
That falls along the car at last
To dredge up the sympathy

What will play along with us
They have made it such a fuss

Pop Sonnet #2376

Maybe if I knew the time
I would be relaxed
Knowing that the only crime
Is going to be faxed

And if the level of the shroom
Is higher than you found
Sweep it all up with a broom
And dissipate the sound

Of a color in the air
Floating freely all
To go up the other stair
That leads into a wall

That going nowhere soothers the fact
The only place you would have backed

Pop Sonnet #2377

Didn't think of the double
When the pain subsides
And then you will wait for trouble
The only third in rides

That separated skim from lean
That wakened in the sphere
And craved a newer keen
Type of making clear

To be dreadful with a curse
That lasts a hundred years
Or however long this verse
Goes writing into the cheers

That follow me into town
And ask if they can be brown

Pop Sonnet #2378

Next to the place I want to be
Is the making staid
For forceful wishes in the flee
And make you al get laid

By each other if you must
There is no way around it
To be all that simple trust
Left it like you found it

To understand the grail of dreams
That operates the floor
To be all into the screams
Then scream even more

At the open ghost of presence
Filled with all this wondrous pleasance

Pop Sonnet #2379

One more time around the song goes
That plays in my head all day
And if there are not many woes
I will sink the way

Into a microscope that reveals all the cells
Of a microbe in a lamp
That often times it tells
Of evolution damp

That car that drove us to the shop
And kept us in the now
To feel sometimes a belly flop
Will separate somehow

Beneath the weight of partly thin
Just don't ask me more again

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