Pop Sonnet #2760

When will they reach the hour
Of the final words that elude
That lingering on like a shower
Come through to the brood

That shatters sympathy with a mace
The way that all will fall
Unless there is a farther place
That accompanies you all

In the wake of feeling free
Of all you could have done
And been around just to see
What all that has been won

Unless I finish off this book
I'm wondering who will ever look

Pop Sonnet #2761

And if there is a prism sign
That rainbows launch their colors
And dissipate the only fine
That made up other brothers

And forced a word or two
Into place for a new dawn
That takes the potent times true
The way to feel alright belong

To a new type of orgy that flees
Among with the general waste
To reconcile that way to please
And simply makes for taste

To usurp the throne of the next
Writer to handle the massive text

Pop Sonnet #2762

If I threw these pages off of a ledge
And went to battle solo still
Against all the seconds that do wedge
Beneath the course of will

That asks to ponder the bench
The one that makes a noise
When the conversation lynch
Comes into proper poise

And if the stirring of the mud
Leads to a clay that binds
When will the final flood
That happens to the minds

Of all the citizens of Earth
Guess we should have known the worth

Pop Sonnet #2763

And make for breathing easier for
The night I made a spell
To take back what is out the door
To involve spiker's hell

That I would never stop to lose
The ship that sunk so quick
And if there was a permanent way to choose
The type of paper thick

That bleeds all over from a cut
The deeper the more pain
If the music leads to the gut
Flying in the rain

That way we get there safe
Even if there is no strafe

Pop Sonnet #2764

And when I see you in the day
There are troubles that linger on
When the next finishes gray
That charmer leads the song

With his woodwind charms a snake
To feel the moisture move
A type of dancing hypnotic fake
That adds to my whole groove

The way you warm up in the midst
Of a shark battle in the ocean
To find out what can succeed list
Makes for better potions

And if you don't like what is done
There may be a bit more fun

Pop Sonnet #2765

This can go just so far
Before you realize there is more
To be living with the tar
That comes from smoking lore

That figured out when to place
The number of a fault
Into a rescued feather trace
That can somehow make halt

The enjoyment of a masquerade
That continues through all time
And asks you to make all the played
Be here for a crime

That never will happen ever
Just because we are all so clever

Pop Sonnet #2766

No one needs to know what life
Will knock you on the ground
And stands being the wife
Of the whole playing mound

That reaches out to double scores
The numbers do betray
Days of feathers in the cores
That slipped around this way

And made for splitting atoms
Too tall to take approaches
Into whatever can be in the fathom
Of the next five roaches

That will crumble into a spot
The way that we have all forgot

Pop Sonnet #2767

Already way ahead of the plan
But the word count is less
Than the pages the way it ran
Blurring all the ways to guess

Unless those ashes rise to repair
The motion that is taken from
A simple playful stare
And what came all the way to drum

The movement downwards is so new
That the scroll will move just barely
So you cannot see growth through
A wavering so ever fairly

That promises a ride tonight
But answers with sex not always right

Pop Sonnet #2768

I love this life because it helps
That purveyance of a feather
The way to grow back the kelps
To wear a coat of leather

And then the protest rages on
Against the phony matter
Unless there are several gone
To protect them from the splatter

When the bomb drops
Innocence will die
But to make another stop
To ask the reason why

If anything will ever stay
I would cheer you on to pray

Pop Sonnet #2769

And after this I am not sure what
Will keep us together here
Because there is a simple strut
Magnified into the clear

When my heart lands into a box
And there are probably watchers
Stealing what is beneath the locks
Of the way to notch her's

That she will own until the brave
Comes back to claim a leader
To take with him to the cave
And the courses were all weeders

So I travel around this web so vast
Seeking out what could just last