Friday, February 20, 2015

Pop Sonnet #3470

It takes a river to carve the rock
When flood waters are risen
And ask to build a bigger dock
When you are heading to derision

And I will head down to the walk
Where we will blast the silence
That takes another turn to talk
And never delves into violence

Where I have seen most led
To the door beyond the sky
And ask what is it that seems bred
For another thousand tries

And furthermore I'd like to add
That no one is accepting this fad

Pop Sonnet #3471

Except the handful out of town
Where I have seen a few
Gone to impetus upside down
And lack luster in the blue

Where ideas meet and hands collide
To be a spot of line type crunch
And if you will sharpen my ride
I will take us out to lunch

And fantastic in the next boat spring
I will see you anywhere
And bolt along the noises sing
Along the captive stare

And bide for me a little time when
I can see you off again

Pop Sonnet #3472

But some words are overused
Some haven't been used at all
When I offer repetition abused
Even that begins to fall

Into a category that moves
Around the cusp of parole
That asks you to accept what proves
Nothing has been ever in my soul

Except a few impartations of the heart
That my friends have all displayed
When going on to proudly dart
There have been times that I have prayed

But once in awhile it actually works
That is the tiniest of jerks

Pop Sonnet #3473

No sounds to distract the flute
That delicate of tones
When asking forward life to shoot
Behind the girls loud moans

That she shares when feeling good
I have had a life of fun
But there are years that stood
Between me and the only one

And now you take a shepherd glance
Among the richest point of call
That shattered back into romance
And ducked behind the stall

Where I have seen you all for weeks
Some would like there to be leaks

Pop Sonnet #3474

At some point it will be changed
All that is in stone will fade
Into what I have found strange
And the dancing turns to grade

Where people get out aggressive intent
And bang back on the solid brow
Where I have seen the only sent
And bargain with somehow

That speaks the words only by himself
And was never so provoked
To go into an entire shelf
And then get really stoked

That you are going back to cry
Behind the diamond in my eye

Pop Sonnet #3475

Normally I just move on
But something wasn't right
And if they ask me all along
With what I have in sight

And decades linger on the tides
Where parting wants to crease
The epic battles all have cried
Where wonders always cease

And on top of a grave there sits a dog
That knew his master well
Unless this winds up in a blog
It will never be a pale

Comparison to those better writers
That kept me in check for all the lighters

Pop Sonnet #3476

That emptied out their fluid form
Of dragon types of breaks
That came like fire flaming storm
That asks you all for takes

And in the indivisible wrath
That shatters our whole plan
To meet the woman in the bath
And ask her for the sand

Of when we see the offering made
Behind the door of ghosts
That asks again what about the afraid
The journey along the coasts

Too bad there is no way to drive a road
Around the edge of the world that load

Pop Sonnet #3477

With three to go it feels like more
But I will take the seat
When I get to the journey's floor
And edges in the heat

Where company rides that terror grin
And fakes a leper's back
Full of whatever was now then
To just launch an attack

And I will make it even though
Sometimes it burns so hot
Going for the only flow
That you will see is not

About to turn in with pride and hope
Offer me that double dope

Pop Sonnet #3478

When I am feeling guilt for no reason
Except that I said I would
But did not seem to even pleasing
That was for her own good

That makes me a kind of jerk
By not alerting the wire
I will ask for a new perk
And return to the fire

Where some metal is at the blacksmith burning
And time will only cease to gain
If there is another type of learning
And I am now insane

But just because it comes and goes
Is the way to align the rows

Pop Sonnet #3479

My uncle and others have approved
Of living in the rhyme
That we have now only moved
To take a lesson from time

And excitement lingers in the fit
Where I have placed the belt
Whatever seems to get the hit
And blows were always dealt

There is a bonus to make the laugh
Seem louder than the rest
And I will throw my snake like staff
Into the realms of guest

And just because I forgot the thing
After all I will finally bring

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