Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Pop Sonnet #2410

Reasonable catches length steady
For the never ending stall
That came back when I was ready
And it dropped another call

For the maker of the toys
That relies on a sphere
Coming back to meet the boys
That are already here

So running back to your old place
Will only make you worry
And if there is a perfect space
To go ahead and hurry

And make the comfort days approach
And longing for the tiny roach

Pop Sonnet #2411

Every giant aches between
The smoking and the washing
I will tell you what has been seen
When the Quakers started moshing

Return the slab all the time
When creation rings about
The mysteries of rhyme
And what I can now shout

The only maze before me
Is slipping into streams
The tuner that rewards free
Seeming into dreams

Always collecting even in sleep
It would take a faith to make that leap

Pop Sonnet #2412

I'd have to get worn out
Not that I don't
But really in a route
Of perishing won't

The day bring what it should
About to have a third dessert
And if I am banking good
I'll make sure it comforts

All the denizens of the state
That came flocking with
A certain way to relate
And dropped the only pith

That came shrieking round the bend
This is the verse with no end

Pop Sonnet #2413

He came in right after pot
Had settled in the air
And then the way we have forgot
Will cycle into stare

That only paradigm to cross
And shift to make it right
Counting it all as a loss
And winding down throughout the night

So I will take this head change
Into consideration quick
The only kick out of range
Will take it truly pick

And if there is a corner loss
I will bake in the sauce

Pop Sonnet #2414

No it looks quite clear through here
Accompany the melody soon
If I can force the beer
Into a tortured loon

That will take years to correct
Even when in the house
Will you ever connect
With a permanent grouse

That lingers in the yard
When I wonder how it came
And stares a bit too hard
At my self-ordained shame

And if I take a drink of pop
I will know to never stop

Pop Sonnet #2415

Liquid magic running down my throat
Got to feel a bit more lonely
Into the next permanent note
That is when you catch it only

By the side of mental pressure
To rely on heaven's gate
To take of the steaming assure
That we will be there late

Or never what you prefer
To take a stream and bend it
And then to go and defer
Before the goings on spend it

And mend the ways of desert flat
Taking time to check where it is at

Pop Sonnet #2416

I will truck through here solemn
In the fear of the zone
That will never condemn
All the mighty tone

That rings through the wasteland
Like a promised ship
That comes along the big hand
And then returns to clip

The nails that have grown bigger
And then you tear them down
Because it is a figure
That can be the sound

Of angels marching rapid in line
And then you receive what is thine

Pop Sonnet #2417

At the sound of the name
I will record a message
To return the same
And take what is visage

From a phony type of playing
To the forcing all the way
That showed me who was staying
And wrote about the play

When the mile wasn't chosen
From the deck of shuffled cards
And I will play you frozen
Into feelings that are bards

Coming to life this very instant
And checked in with what is lent

Pop Sonnet #2418

To record this universal call
All for a new type of poem
That made for the second fall
And then continued the tome

That was so long it was hard to find
About the normal texts
What is so much more to kind
And then she looked so vexed

To bring to life the perfect match
And then leave it in the dust
Will take a pleasant lift of latch
That door in what we trust

The making of a shadow puppet wall
Will bring back the feeling of it all

Pop Sonnet #2419

I don't think there are many rules
That I choose to follow
A scheme and a few tools
Nothing for the swallow

Of assurance to be done
Before the day of morrow
Not sure where to run
And hide away the sorrow

Because I work on this type
Of figure in the sand
When the way to tears to wipe
Is a holding of my hand

And now I try to keep it in
Before the run off does win

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