Pop Sonnet #2950

I call to his name but the answer is far
Pending in the holy estate
That supreme being removed a star
And waited until it was late

Unless they keep track of them
The sky will be lit up
By a ready made drum
That filled it hit up

When I have a moment to ask the girl why
There will be plenty of opportunities
To get back the decent clouds in the sky
And been long on the certainties

To bely a fancy spot
And run it back to what you have got

Pop Sonnet #2951

Unless you go backwards
You will never reach an end
To the militant bye words
That rang to the bend

Of empty quarter steak fries
That came about to tables
When I had only begun to realize
That there were vey cables

Running through the habit
Like a bat out of hell
And when they hunted gambit
The price was here to wail

Against the mortar stolid affair
Anytime and anywhere

Pop Sonnet #2952

Keep in secure vision check
Of the life you already have
When taken from the speck
There are ways to get the calves

To work in an alliance
Of the body joined
To be among a striving dance
That came to be so coined

Among the purpose open room
To the men that gave
Unless they found us all a tomb
Beneath the curtains shave

The momentum is winning back
Next time see upon the sack

Pop Sonnet #2953

When removed from the locus
To be centered right up front
And to take back all the focus
That comes to say what want

Is on your mind that very day
When thoughts seem to fade
Again for a nuisance play
Will come to masquerade

When agendas sparkle down
The long line of words
That keep me guessing in town
For the prisoners of Earth

That satchel worn out from long use
Never ask me what to choose

Pop Sonnet #2954

All along the day is here
When spiking comes to take
The golden of the holy year
Coming into the shake

Of an enjoyed afternoon
Though scary things ahead
I will know this time too soon
That everyone is in bed

With the certain feelings
That cannot be denied
Among my dream dealings
When we had to go and hide

There were many proven loves
When you ask me for the gloves

Pop Sonnet #2955

At last the moment presses in
Where I can find the center
To be all bent around within
And to love this state of sent her

That gave a motion forward
When syntax goes to break
All along the mighty chord
That allows every mistake

And chews upon the candle
As long as there is wax
To let the light be handle
And never pay a tax

Except when making transactions
That are accompanied by less reactions

Pop Sonnet #2956

State of the art museum
The lost hallways of truth
Coming back to this great dim
Along with reason tooth

That could have been hanging
On a pleasant array of stages
The way they time the banging
Comes about for what is ages

The next time you go tromping through
The even force of favors
Come and see what is to do
About the several tasty flavors

That al taste will never form
A separate take on the old norm

Pop Sonnet #2957

When will it happen that peace appears
To be along with the other fruits
Of the spirit to get all the fears
Put away in the suits

That came to be worn through outer walk
The next time she comes in
It will only be to talk
About the one she believes will win

All the text is melting fade
As I dig this epic tunnel
Or what would you call this charade
Is it next to a funnel

Of oil that is refined to fuel
And cheaper now than any tool

Pop Sonnet #2958

So I get to press on down
The bottomless it seems
If falling I would sound
Like my best of dreams

Record the noise that pierces rain
Anything that loud
Will be in the handled brain
By the mushroom king so proud

That came into make sure we were tripping
On everything that forced us to freak
Into the cosmos we were slipping
Beneath a vision for the meek

And all that time I thought I'd be okay
Now there is a fear at play

Pop Sonnet #2959

Now that I have reached the stopper
For a million words I preach
Will find the tastiest popper
Of cheese and jalapeno in reach

For a next time to go smoke
There are already plans in the works
To take a holy formulaic bloke
And set him up with clerks

That will rescue the internal eternal compass
The next time you take a bite
To be addressed to the pass
And take time in the right

Of a passage that was yours for keeps
Suddenly it feels like I had good sleep