Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Pop Sonnet #3050

Intense the level of the blaze
When coming into function
That will cause the other phase
And lock me with your junction

To pressure bold inequity dare
And several more were playing
And go amongst the tidal stare
Upon the wade of saying

That leaps to gentle brow so mild
And forces back the crashed
Unto the mutant forces child
The way we took it to the lashed

And gave it up for lost
Even when you once were embossed

Pop Sonnet #3051

It takes the courage and the daring
To accompany the shelf
To be among the magic
And do the spells yourself

And cast in my direction
The whimsy of the well
And under all inspection
To give a hand to sell

And then transfer upon the gray
A melody confined
To be around the offered play
And while I smile find

The next lecture of the road
Watching it go and explode

Pop Sonnet #3052

I think this may take a few more years
I will be old when it is over and done
Like time travel serves the tears
Because you know the one

That answered to a blank call
In the middle of the night
And wound up passing the wall
Next to a new right

That came upon in droves
The army of the Lord
The way it does seem groves
Will keep us feeling the reward

And after a bottle of ever good liquor
I can think and write so much quicker

Pop Sonnet #3053

Hard to lose track when kept on
To fail for a store room of food
The pantry will come when you're gone
And force us all to feel the mood

When eagles dare in the visions
And darkness creeps up in the void
There are new made decisions
To operate like the annoyed

And featured explaining of the rest
To keep up on the doubters
And quite for now to send the best
Add up to feel the routers

That keep us flying on the net
Even if the dry gets wet

Pop Sonnet #3054

I can hear the sole surround
Of a fairy gone to fly
That weird buzzing sound
When they all go by

And catch a risky paranormal
Fret when taking risks
And ask everyone to be formal
Just burn ten more discs

Actually there will be more
Than even I will know
To get a hundred here and store
The wail of the last blow

To save and smoke is a thought
At least I could give that a shot

Pop Sonnet #3055

Armchair leaks quadrant shines
A million odds against me
When I can compose many lines
It bodes well for thee

That you can witness history
In the making so very bold
And unravel the mystery
To reign in feeling cold

And when the Winter spreads around
The country grows slowly
To see that snow upon the ground
And to make up for the past fully

To be a mixer in the plot
And hope for all that has forgot

Pop Sonnet #3056

And if the air becomes so moist
With humid waves of tides
And rain befalls the third that voiced
The company will ride

And take a turn for feather blanks
And hole up in the final
When the official gave us ranks
I came into to the vinyl

Store to find more of anything
That was once collected
And solely invited me to bring
The other fort convected

And bisects interviews with angles and a number
No wonder I fell into a slumber

Pop Sonnet #3057

If there were time I would push it far
And make up more than I could go
When the arrival of the star
Pushed me ever into the flow

Of a rush of words that gently caress
The side of the hill they go down
To climb along to serve unless
And empty is the town

When repetitions flutter by
And sign up to the grain
That makes it all the while my
Search for the lost train

When there cannot be many around
There is still a license found

Pop Sonnet #3058

And establish the number in the set
By following the code
And never time out when they met
You can now explode

And for solution around the globe
To problems we all have got
And to make out a simple lobe
When the prison makes rot

Comes to bleed on the open wound
To transfer all the blood
And if there are more colors found
I'll see you in the mud

Where we can build a lasting bridge
And keep the cold drinks in the fridge

Pop Sonnet #3059

Going along like it didn't happen at all
Is the best way to get ahead
Because the guilt will force you small
To live amongst the dread

And scenarios make you ask
What kind of serenades
Could bring you into a task
And sip juice in the shade

When I will find impossible
The organizing motion
To be all very loss able
And function after quotient

Of the divisor comes to brew
And I will steal a kiss from you

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