Sunday, December 7, 2014

Pop Sonnet #2840

Listen to the lasting beat
Of the Earth in revolution
Since the growing of the wheat
In the best redemption

For a feeling long since lost
To that forest ever fame
The chanting of a ghost
That sees us frame to frame

I am rolling the footage
Of the world that cares
Around the time of good age
The mount will be aware

And everyone that heard that
Were brought up to the cat

Pop Sonnet #2841

That taught them to be merciful
One day the verses recorded
And take their chance to playful
Days that have been reordered

To a flow of certainty
That held onto the mast
And separated certainly
The mist that came to past

When words break grammar
There's a stanza plus
Caught you in line of the slammer
And operate the muss

Of a spring fold episode beneath
This is why he wore an invisible sheath

Pop Sonnet #2842

Unless you kept the idle trust
Of feelings that run dry
Unless you formed like all the bust
Comes flying just to fly

For the sake of it is what they said
And now you know memories most
Because of where eternal led
The company will watch the host

And keep a view on savior one
A holy type of understanding
That will run the all undone
The ship will just be landing

And ask me if I ever dare
The way he shed his blood to care

Pop Sonnet #2843

These words are calming
Light to the touch
Never be a doll ring
To get into much

Trouble with the cosmos
Life goes on forever
But there is an understanding roast
That takes you back to the clever

And samples a philosophy strong
Among the paranormal gate
That changes here from song to song
But takes you back to wait

For that moment a girl comes in
And the new romance story will begin

Pop Sonnet #2844

Unless you hid the spider web wall
The massive creatures crawl
Along the marry time of call
That rebuilds every brick that could fall

And sharpens up the next type wreck
Beneath the roads were safe
To get me to the trek
And become the old waif

That serfdom was an absolute
And every type of exit way
Was amidst the fire scoot
That are pleasant just to say

Return through the gate upon my notice keen
And separate the lean from lean

Pop Sonnet #2845

If this goes on the way it has
Nothing will get in the map
Of a bigger book than gas
Has been involved on tap

To fuel the functions of the world
And take a chance on proper
To get next to things that squirreled
And melt you down the copper

Statue you were building
Next to the sidewalk tree
And keep you from the guild sing
A song that you could plea

For a dozen shots at fame
I will forever play this game

Pop Sonnet #2846

And then it comes colliding with
A lark that chirped a spell
Next to the old epic myth
I can do very well

Alone in a room with music on
And there is a part of total dawn
That came into share what is gone
And then formed a plan that lawn

Would absorb the magic of
Lights all around the place
In shapes of Bible love
That spell out what we face

On these days of savior born
I like to take in the foggy morn

Pop Sonnet #2847

This is seeming quite absurd
To take the place of effort
And read me more of the word
That is applied all curt

In volume and in heritage shape
The fissure is all dew
Unless you see a vision scape
Above the plant that grew

And steal the Golden egg
If you can it floods entirely
To be along the keg
Side to fill a glass biweekly

With the nectar of God's new wine
That feels us from that holy vine

Pop Sonnet #2848

I hear that sound get slightly louder
And purchase a new wheel
For the next type of powder
Cannot come to steal

The last time karma repaid
A mistake I made in the field
Of ministry and magic made
To the spell casters wield

And I will train in cameras
And save it for the plan
To get back all the hammers
And ask you to get your man

For me that I may see if he is quite the kind
To take me back to reasons I had forgotten in my mind

Pop Sonnet #2849

So preach like there's no tomorrow
About the way to Zen
That passageway into sorrow
For the world's own end

And maybe the Lord will save us
When this planet dies
Is that a message we can trust
Restored to the skies

Recovery and crisis prevention
Are a job of mine that I consider
When given to the convention
That made me want to reenter

Where will we go when we are no more
Will there be a way in store

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