Monday, February 2, 2015

Pop Sonnet #3290

Nearer to the grail of hope
That aching heart awaits
And if I help you cope
I will make more dates

Happen for awhile as long as your here
Come take me back to the ship
And I will get on to anything near
The next time you show me the clip

And I will be waiting forever for you
That is how long I will take
Being here singing another old shoe
Will be on for your sake

And I have gone to every wish
Filling up the tiny dish

Pop Sonnet #3291

Seems like a lot to be on one disc
But I think it is an archive
So I will level out one more risk
And take you on to the live

Shot that stretched out and went for miles
Unless you had hard stuff to drink
And when you ask me for all the styles
I will ask you what what to think

And then we return to the playing field
All is darkening the stage
For a type of crop that will yield
From rain on the wage

And I will jump when you say jump
And now I have a decent bump

Pop Sonnet #3292

Wonder why it has been so long
After hearing of the goods
When they come playing it wrong
I will wear the hood

And go outside into the cold
But the warmth is in the air too
And to take all the way ahold
Of a reasoning longer than blue

Where I can play off the old color scheme
And get back the code for returns
And if I awaken from this solid dream
I would ask you for the burns

And we will go dancing into the night
Then you will leave nothing in sight

Pop Sonnet #3293

And I will wait for an eternity's will
That sets me aside for the rest
Unless coming out to get a deal
And going back over to best

When you are the one that set me straight
There were things I did not understand
Where there is a fortress that is behind the gate
And clearly you see the whole band

Because they are guarding the tower
And I want to see you get in
Behind the lost next few hours
And knowing that this is where were tin

For the man that froze in a spot
And I will take back anything shot

Pop Sonnet #3294

When I got to here at least
There was time just to happen to
The next rinsed out beast
And the beast really grew

To size and championed action
For the deal that was never made
Going back into the faction
And settling here in the shade

When I have to find out what
Went on for many days
And underneath the cut
There are holier ways

Beside you knowing that you are supported
Was there anything I could have reported

Pop Sonnet #3295

No sounds except tapping of keys
The fingers race across the board
And when you write just to please
It is the diversion that roared

And made an alliance with everyone
That will take a chance just to be heard
And then they will setlle for what has been done
Then she might flip me the bird

Where I have had often the timing
To just get back to the car
And it feels like I'm climbing
Not sure down or up but far

And everything keeps me managing signs
Where there are the races that stay in the lines

Pop Sonnet #3296

There will be a hold on the account
Until you sort out everything
And I wonder if this even counts
For there are ways to send and bring

And then when it is over after
All is said and done
Make for the laughter
And call you the one

When I have to pick up the stylized form
And keep all the poems from dying
There are a few that could have been warm
And then I would know if you are lying

So get me back to the wake of the wave
And I will have to eventually shave

Pop Sonnet #3297

When I am asked what I like to do
Writing always comes first
But you know now that it is my job too
To get the breaks on the cursed

And I will use powers from any source
That pushes me on through the pages
And when you know there is a force
That derives straight from the old sages

And I will accomplish more than you know
But in the end there is always more out there
And everyone has to reveal and show
What stage you did have to care

And slowly I unveil the face of a child
And then you know that is along with the mild

Pop Sonnet #3298

Concoction is straight without any laces
But that doesn't mean it won't bite
And I have taken upon the old faces
That company must soon get right

And set yourself straight in front of a church
Where all can hear what you have made
A mess or a plan of whatever is lurched
Into the goal of the played

And that was a game I won't soon forget
When the last chance was missed out of nowhere
And if anyone has just to bet
What could ever be left there

To go to the river and just watch it flow
There are so many places we could go

Pop Sonnet #3299

And that about rounds out
Another whole batch
When I was in doubt
I opened the hatch

And guided all beacons
Into the word system
And I would have deacons
But then we had missed them

When I was just wondering
What could come next
Less time the blundering
Wait for the text

And now I will leave you until tomorrow
When there will be hundreds of words to follow

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