Pop Sonnet #2330

I like the way this is going
Has a certain type of effect
And if the world is slowing
Then you will maybe connect

With the ones that want to do
All of the things that you are
To understand whether the true
Type of feeling comes into the star

And wanders round in the hall
Searching for the magic door
Just appearing on the wall
Whatever you look for

The thing is folks the smoke is nice
Got to get my puff on twice

Pop Sonnet #2331

One by one the cards do fall
Out of the ordinary in a day
For the fiction on the call
Will run cameras all the way

Love when I'm up to go for the stage
Got to think twice about marriage
And if there is a next door to my rage
I will alleviate the carriage

Full of gold and other money
Find out about as fast as you can
When secondary honey
Comes into the plan

To move it all around then go back
Situation brings me slack

Pop Sonnet #2332

Whenever I go away
I look back where I am at
And then I kneel to say
That this is for the stat

Of knowing that you are up there
But no one stays and waits
For the elemental care
For the only plates

That went victor into mold
Got to sink in quick
For the only other cold
Is to grow in wick

For the candle that can talk
I should just go for a walk

Pop Sonnet #2333

We got matches on the threes
Gently you should go on
And then talk over on the please
Aroma in the dawn

Where everything gets picked up nice
And verifies your solitude
For the effort driven twice
Smoking attitude

Going out there in a minute
To enjoy a bowl to burn
All those things that are dependent
Of the way you always learn

To all that never seemed to drive
Can you function while alive

Pop Sonnet #2334

Controversy is spilling forth
Along with other plans
To make everyone north
Learn to be my fans

That way I'll have thousands more
Readers of the books
The tomes that operate at war
And come to give me looks

So now it is break time
I must save my game
To honor the next rhyme
And wind up somehow the same

All is golden on this trip
Will you hand me your next slip

Pop Sonnet #2335

Next to me you look great
And pride will come out
For the way to turn out late
And return to the stout

The only honor left in pain
Will find a way to quit
All the times you walk in rain
To get along with it

The mounting moment does come close
To memories of laughter and cheer
To say you never had the rose
And no one sees when you appear

The next of time that we will play
Caught up in the other way

Pop Sonnet #2336

All the way or nothing man
The only way to be
Next to the considered ban
That embargo on a tree

The sea is shining the river runs
All beside the next up part
That considers what are guns
Beneath the only mode of the heart

And if this whole thing needs to charge
When the writing is done
Got to go ahead and large
Types will always stun

The hanging off the ground is weird
That is the direction you steered

Pop Sonnet #2337

Next time you come out to play
I will take you next to them
That come out around and stay
Along for whatsoever whim

And flight encourages the next
Type of feeling had
When there is something needed text
To be sending sad

That there is always a limit
To what we all know is clear
To be a necessary need
And then turn out the rear

For the sample that will go
Along with whatever you know

Pop Sonnet #2338

The only means to tie you in
Is to say I know you
But if there is something been
To wander on with new

Types of awareness that you sought
For the nature being
And if only you forgot
I could just be seeing

All those pictures that can dance
Along the wall of home
To be a second kind of chance
When there is such a poem

That covers everything and nothing too
I do all this just for you

Pop Sonnet #2339

Last dance for the moment but it never ends
Find out for a time to place the winds
Whatever package that she sends
Will wind up flying through the ends

Of imagination in a box
That settles down to score
That featured type that rocks
All through a movie store

To write the imagination right
To imagine all things in sight
Now turn on that other light
Bring the gypsy this kite

And then you shut off the machine
But music is on which you lean