Thursday, November 6, 2014

Pop Sonnet #2550

Anytime the reverb settles
Throughout the dome of echoes
That can be brought to the nettles
Beneath the guild of throws

The trampling of making ends
That plays into a current haunt
Retribution of inequities to send
The way you look so very gaunt

And after time will slip to stream
That fatal blow delivered on the hack
The out of context realistic dream
The one that keeps them coming back

And if I found a place to stay
Would you still have it all your way

Pop Sonnet #2551

Why the typos when you checked
That everything seemed correct
And if there is a trailer inspect
To find the goods that do elect

And in the tidal wave of roses
That planted two feet down
About what you could have poses
All the time you try to frown

But to fake it seems so schooled
To be out of what is fooled
And to take back all you ruled
To be the one that drooled

Down your chin when vegetative states
Are all that you have on your plates

Pop Sonnet #2552

Palindrome with numbers cool
That recycling of a script
That came into the tool
That ripped away the flipped

To counter spy on other sides
When the flag is captured
Going for the animal hides
Never mind if raptured

To pilgrimages bold along
The fated squirm of might
Good thing you were so strong
Everyone was right

About the things they observed in all
Tell me are you ten feet tall

Pop Sonnet #2553

And now the random kicks in
To pan for gold in the mountain river
That lets us feel the sin
That kicked you up to the liver

When there's a time to fix the breach
What else will he never teach
To be long in all the speech
And came forth to make it to the beach

Where monsters of peyote attack
That felt like you could get it back
And force feed the slack
Even if I failed out of whack

Wasn't used to the tests and trials
So I just took two vials

Pop Sonnet #2554

They let you do what you want
But you have to see the visions
Where yesterday's in front
And pity the decisions

When history is made at night
There is a plan to have a look
At last they have arrived their flight
Never know how long it took

And I will scroll up and down
But side to side counts too
Even when there is a brown
Color that you could see through

Never mind what kind of mistake
No one will deem you fake

Pop Sonnet #2555

Three in a row now those are cards
Dreams that move into the void
And when you are playing hard
There is no one to avoid

When tripping up the latest scheme
At least you took a victory lap
Upon which there were other beams
That want to buy the cap

That ran into a watershed
Of knowledge of a park
And simply wrote to you the dread
Of walking in the dark

To make it back into the ship
Will take a twenty year clip

Pop Sonnet #2556

Maybe if I concentrate on matters
That are gimmicks in the waste
And that will still be splatters
Along the wicked slimy paste

That grosses out anyone that reads
About the movement to feel bad
When there are other folks pleads
To take back what you always had

And logic at the most important
Is a sight to gaze upon
The feeling that there is a portent
To be looking all when gone

That feeling you repeat yourself again
No one read that much to fin

Pop Sonnet #2557

For yourself enjambment links
Two lines that once were colliding
But beneath the surface drinks
The episodes where riding

Comes to play and all will fail
Unless we conjure a surprise
To look as though you were so pale
And fall for the old lies

That frame a picture on the wall
And take it to the guidance stall
Where everyone will have the gall
To stand up next to counter call

The majesty that brings you in
And fills you up with every sin

Pop Sonnet #2558

So try a different form they say
Or loom into events
That carry on a part to play
And look for who is sent

The majestic type of line we break
Is beneath the word of power
That will come to you and take
The next time you have a shower

When all is forced upon the books
The two or three I've mustered up
To get back into the cooks
That never kept an erupt

From happening so frequently
Double negative in time to agree

Pop Sonnet #2559

There is a certain atmosphere
That retreads in a pocket
To take a pointer from the year
And go ahead to rock it

The most I've ever gotten done
Is gaining everyday
But when I look back to the one
That saved my life and will pay

For all my sins and judge
The shape I'm in when I get there
But for all the sinful grudge
That can make people stare

I will make it all the way
There is time for us to stay

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