Pop Sonnet #3600
Repeat the blessings until the drought
Consumes the desert with wrath
And will accustom the motored out
Vehicle that takes to the path
Where you have unwound lessons gone
To a might and valor such
Never be the way to a pawn
That single shot that rules like a crutch
And if there are familiar teachings
That exist somewhere on a scroll
The ones that get into preaching
And take a turn for the toll
Which really makes a lot of sense when you are digging in the trench
Maybe we could settle this by sleeping on a bench
Pop Sonnet #3601
And if the fantasy arouses fictive
Research in the quake
That rained like meteor showers will give
A new shape to the make
Of the Earth that seems only to groan
When shouldered on the future mark
That set up on like wolves in known
Circles they were pointing to the park
And I make my music while looking at the screen
Where the camera moves and switches
All by my doing this is God's holy mean
That you can serve the Lord's itches
When he is perfect in every way in death
His life will bring us all new breath
Pop Sonnet #3602
And now I am changing the subject
Too much of a good thing
When we open into public
And turn on the machine
Where I have idled present
And ran the course in free form
Automatically set to be lent
To a bidder's very storm
That came on the horizon yield
A tourniquet for blood
That seeps into the shield
And dissipates the dud
That never lit even when up close
You know that I care the most
Pop Sonnet #3603
If there was a turning point back there
I think somehow I missed it
When proper times to send the share
Would have grown into the bit
That closes the gap with ease
All my forgotten testimonies coincide
With a case for asking please
And then you prevent suicide
A word I never use unless telling you to come
Into a world that is so fair
A place where justice prevails some
And a land that steadies the air
Into streamline currents that you take sail
Riding faster than a whale
Pop Sonnet #3604
Encourage others to be kind
In the liking they will care
And just take a moment to rewind
Then you take a share
The profit dividend market share is split
When you spread the fame along
Too guilty of all of it
When there is a prayer in song
And I choose the hardest road
The holy life with lies
That I send along with the load
Of burdens on my eyes
That came about when I was lost
And like I said there was the cost
Pop Sonnet #3605
I remember when I used to save
From all the seconds I could
And then to approach very brave
They tell me that is good
Unless you go to the bedroom
With hopefulness of her
That woman or a few of them doom
A better night which may have been demure
That showed off the resonance deep
Within the storage of flames to be rescued
And to take a course of others steep
Less I will come back to a hued
Incandescent light that shutters down
Into the reckless future bound
Pop Sonnet #3606
So early but a quarter past
And I was counting minutes
To race my words along so fast
And drinking down the gin quits
A split that did not work
Move on to a way to get things done
And ask me like you are not a jerk
Like I have heard from some
And tether me to the moonbeam
I would love to take a ride
Like Melies into the seam
Of cinema's inside
The very core of why I write
And show me something strange tonight
Pop Sonnet #3607
Because I love that avant-garde
And everything a classic
Never once have been at the yard
To split again in fast kick
All of the inventors of the medium are grand
You can follow all the good times
Because exposure to emulsion and halite sand
Feeds me when there are dimes
Spread across the forest in encouraging beats
And takes away a certain freeze
To get into all that seats
Take upon the call of these
That love you unconditionally it is true
Cannot live another day without you
Pop Sonnet #3608
But there are certainties existing
Filling up the void with thoughts
And sometimes others are enlisting
Help just so they are never caught
And normally I come to aid
The downfallen and distraught
That need to be heard forever grade
The company that bought
Everything in sight and used it
All like a word that floats
Into a music ever cruised it
And sometimes it will be equal votes
To all involved and I feel good
Tobacco kicking in like it should
Pop Sonnet #3609
What a difference it makes when you are all cup
Feeling like I could take a future glance
Into the arrival of what was left up
To the property of time and chance
And now I know why I give it away
It will turn out to be art
If I finish before you all pray
The cameras will float in my heart
And they take a view of my whole church and people
The feeling that God is oft present
In the midst of his servants that are no longer feeble
To be amidst the saints is pleasant
To give back an art form new life in this poem
And recording everything in the tome
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