Pop Sonnet #3360

A fresh new perspective leans
Into the manageable track
Of where the starship means
To yell at you in black

And now that there is all the beats
To a song once known for fame
And if there is a chance to treat
The only way to shine on the game

When I am feeling a bit perplexed
Standing in the middle of a forest
Beneath the winding oversexed
And asked you for the chorus

Of a thousand screaming hands
That never tread where any will stand

Pop Sonnet #3361

That went slow the construction for
A relative shot of juices in the blood
Of a study on the world of film noir
That when I try to replicate the bud

In an error of a fix for childlike days
That harness the infernal tread
When there is something over ways
The way to wind up instead

And it is getting warm in winter
Here in this noticed sun
And there will be a gracious hint her
To mellow out what is done

And ride away into the stream
Caught you with the middle team

Pop Sonnet #3362

And now the numbers rack so high
Chasing that goal of signs
Where anyone can trail to my
Other type of lines

That keep me feeling like I do
Where I have lost the drugs
Into a smaller type of blue
And shading into rugs

That cover merciless ingrates
The ones that counteract
The only girl the worth of states
And gone into the fact

Where dimes are pouring out of the sky
And no one even wants to cry

Pop Sonnet #3363

I am going to the screen that shines
Where names appear and include the crew
Of a perfect rehearsal mines
The static on the dew

If water and electricity collide into a heart
Of where the next time I will catch a break
Comes about to now falling apart
And then you lay the claim on the stake

Or is that backwards introvert
The smiling into sudden crashes
Will you only sift through the dirt
Until the trailer mashes

All the things you love about
The people that will only route

Pop Sonnet #3364

Unless I am understanding correct
There is a giant drop
Of steep hills that connect
And cater to the wilder hop

I don't want to fade out yet
Until that dream subsides
How much fun it is to let
The kids go on the rides

And learn about the shaking stem
Where wind is keeping me in the under
When the next time I get a trim
I will have to always wonder

But there are a few things I have done
You get to choose your number one

Pop Sonnet #3365

Casting off the docks of truth
Where all is seeming brown
A courage that will be uncouth
For anyone around

And a time to celebrate
The pictures in the can
Where many come out very late
And doing what is in the plan

To figure an amount of ever loving
Types of garnished meat
That comes into you pushing and shoving
And never will repeat

Except the word itself comes back
And then you take another sack

Pop Sonnet #3366

There is a pair I would like to draw
But I wonder if the arbitrary thoughts
Come tingling up and down the paw
Of a puppy that has to get shots

And I will follow you alone
Into the waters deep
And figure out what causes bone
Understanding steep

That word choice is so bogged by limits
The wind that takes smaller flags
And into all the things that mimic
Covered up in rags

Where millions of words is the only way
To run around and make the play

Pop Sonnet #3367

Out of the steep pass sides are falling
Unless you kept a dream alive
That thinking only causes stalling
To where the poignant drive

And I will sell you copies of
The only thing that is free
Because I need a shining love
Of forces that take me

Into a mountain of the pass mentioned
Toward a goal of unseen wires
That come along with fair detention
And chews the way to choirs

The ever loving gospel decision
Is to lead to academic revision

Pop Sonnet #3368

What the connotation lacks in power
Streaming through the hole
That makes a show of controls and towers
When there is a new toll

Of costing like a champion racer
That kept going until the end
And you will never need a chaser
Unless there was a friend

That recommends you stay clean today
With chemicals that rang
Along with biting lyrics that say
When you felt the pang

Of a wish that dreads to stalk
Next time I will change the walk

Pop Sonnet #3369

To get my face upon a tread
Too far before I take it
And if there is a motion lead
To force upon the lake writ

Where I have made a pattern fall
Into the plan of dark
That comes against the very call
And offers you a spark

To eternally bless the sacred temple
And ask for incense offerings
Life could never be so simple
When four times she brings

The examples to the table near
Those that held you very dear