Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Pop Sonnet #3850

The dwindling sharp to erase the gain
That dwelled within the source
Of pushing through the pain
And feeling the remorse

The subconscious tricked
By encouragement steady
And feeling quite picked
Unless you were not ready

And felt the real touch
Of a dreamlike fantasy brain
And going for the crutch
Of separated pain

That was taken to the back
And felt for a minute the attack

Pop Sonnet #3851

When the opera plays I ride
And drink about a settled dim
Of above the siding side
That kept you from the limb

Of my pain in waking
There were crutches norm
Going into light for taking
And trying to get warm

But the sweat from the heat
Comes dripping down my head
There are others to defeat
Before you stay in bed

And I was just a victim too
There are ways to make it blue

Pop Sonnet #3852

So much has been said
To set up the best
Type of momentum led
To the day I rest

And take up quiet factions
For the sober in the day
And repeat the actions
That whatever comes my way

Will be appropriated into mass
Poetry and song for later dates
And like you were the class
That had to pay the rates

And now you see I am skipping
All of the lines that were tripping

Pop Sonnet #3853

Yesterday I posted fine
And so far I have made
So many of the established vines
Growing in the shade

There were times that I had guilt
From the enormous sins
But you know my life was built
On the daily that begins

And I am striving not to stumble
But my flesh is weak
Like the other type of grumble
Like that take off streak

But you will find a precipice precarious
And watching me crash would be hilarious

Pop Sonnet #3854

There are times I think ahead
But what type of slippage occurs
In the wake of wire thread
And all the diligent stirs

Beneath the line of silver points and
Difficulty sharing the vision
For what can make the bread all bland
To return my decision

To the choices hypnotized
To do the will of props
And properly all itemized
And hang on in the drops

Because if you fell you would have known
That the only picture was shown

Pop Sonnet #3855

I will conquer ever stone
That appears to walk across
The finished up will leave alone
What threads will now be lost

The time I conquered the quickened pace
Of gaining and then slowing
The quicker function that will chase
The only plant is growing

And now I wait for times to bless
The current fantastic steady
For a motionless approach unless
To be all the way ready

And all of this is small to pay
The return of the boxed up tray

Pop Sonnet #3856

If there ever was a choice
I would take the next
Running like a noise
The blaring seamless hexed

Like a river of confusion
That sheds a broken dawn
There was a bad contusion
Following along

That could have been a different marker
Hold my feet when in the hour
Of a lost world that was darker
Than the eternal flower

That grows in any condition true
There would be the likes of you

Pop Sonnet #3857

And now I have reached the tree
By the river's edge that swept
Until you will visit three
On the floor we slept

And punish tricks with five and rush
There could be a quicker stop
To be all along the plush
Dire when she drops

And there was just a mode of breath
That I felt in liking her
To be rushing us to death
And nothing will go on for sure

That anything I dream is a lie
Unless there is a truth you buy

Pop Sonnet #3858

When I pick a steady raise
The appointment in the wire
That led to choices in the maze
Running into fire

And if you really think I am close
To any milestone at all
There are purposes exposed
By the wheel that tall

Of a horizon impetus shown
That holy flock of fresh
Coming into travel alone
And going up my flesh

Like a mighty trumpet blast
Hold on when the ride gets fast

Pop Sonnet #3859

Work as hard on this blend
As you would on any other
Fortune for you take depends
On what you give the brother

To believe in any spell
That would have worked to change
Wandering into the well
And staying out of range

You know what make a thought island work
The abandonment arose
To push back in the tiny clerk
And ask for any to be closed

That is okay that nothing is exact
No one will take away the fact

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