Pop Sonnet #3780

When the edge becomes dull from use
And the farthest one from the car
Hits a button that can amuse
The planets near the star

That came to me in a vision
Clearer than the pointless wreck
Of the jealous old derision
To get up and take the speck

From my eye I need you to
There are loose spots in the choice
And return to the blue
Color that matches voice

And if there are eternal flames
They should have their own names

Pop Sonnet #3781

So trip it up and cause me pain
Because you want me out
And take up handles on the drain
Where you had to tout

A notebook to the lead magician
That came pressing forth call
The illusion of the beautician
And ransacked the tall

When the poetry does keep
The ball rolling no matter where
And to mention the sleep
And lay me out to care

That you have chosen pride over knowledge
I guess you never needed college

Pop Sonnet #3782

Because I went and loved my time
At the nicest film school ever
There were those that donated dimes
To my choices that remain clever

But if I shared a pact with you
I must now face the music grand
And left me in the other shoe
That paved the loosest of the sand

And now I regret the simple fate
Of my helpful thoughts
That tore me up a bit of state
That felt like I took shots

But anytime there is a quest
I would feel better but not the best

Pop Sonnet #3783

And soon I will have more to share
And be away from negativity
To ultimately want to care
To remain my proclivity

Towards the use of voices stead
That kept me in a box of cards
The way we will be feeling dread
And now you have rocked so hard

Maybe there is nothing to
The pictures in my mind
And nodding off the potent flew
The full on hit blind

The ways I see the future here
And after all you did appear

Pop Sonnet #3784

Leaping from table to table
And encouraging the grind
Left you in a magic fable
That made us all rewind

But I could not edit worth a bit
Except when in the zone
And taking some kind of surrogate
The one that throws the bone

Here I go to try the sauce
That victorious leading command
That she will someday be the boss
Is all they understand

To tell someone not to use
A word that leads to the fuse

Pop Sonnet #3785

I have probably dealt with worse
But she is so counter
Productive and a curse
Will develop amount her

Split the word to make it stay
And now I show the side
Of self-reflexive underway
And now the moment does collide

With empty lies and savage
To make a forceful equipment flies
Into the making of a ravaged
Lady that I know has ties

To the pact that worships clues
Nothing seems to pay these dues

Pop Sonnet #3786

It is like a whittled branch of wood
From a tree that aches
With the forces of the good
Melding for the takes

And if awful sequence spreads
To be doubtful shed
A voice that musters up the bread
And doubles what you have said

And sometimes I break patterns still
The way I found to make it
Could have had your total fill
Of anyone to forsake it

And I would like to go on clear
I don't know what to place in here

Pop Sonnet #3787

Sometimes I think I lived the dream
But I want it back
Eating just to get the seam
Already tied up slack

That pushes into normal weight
The annoyance here is real
And really dire is the fate
That you already feel

And I was just preceding pain
That you had crammed for days
The ark is lifted in the rain
And God reveals his ways

I like to veer off of the topic always
Catch a busy time that plays

Pop Sonnet #3788

Almost down from up above the sky
And the wafting smoke will stink
Like the rubbish that was in the ply
Of taking the men to the brink

And my hero laid his weapon down
I am not sure why
You think the war is now in town
And so do maybe I

If I could place one more of these
Poems in a bottle
The floating will bring it please
To just join up with the model

And of all her dirty tricks
She should know her insults stick

Pop Sonnet #3789

But why judge anyone that makes mistakes
That is a bad idea forever
Because I know the will to make
Anyone more clever

And series of questions rip the shroud
That falls like any army rich
The ones that join the tactful crowd
And word use for the loud

That want to get ideas across
Before we lose the potent gain
Writing all the days of loss
And you will have to chain

The dog to the fence before it gets away into the street
I guess for now we will just have to call this day complete