Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Pop Sonnet #3860

When I prayed before my dream
The Lord sent me a note
That my heart is now it seems
On the side of the vote

Where my mother's faith is strong
I can trust in her with living
For the ways to follow along
The game we were just giving

And she is important for the wage
Of seeing through the glass
She knows no potent type of stage
That I would have to pass

Unless there was a problem with
The retribution that will lift

Pop Sonnet #3861

And Lakme plays out of the box
That opera radio I tuned
The next return to any talks
Could have rode on soon

Back into the sunset like the end
Of all things that fade to black
The very episode pretend
To run across the lack

That important characteristic of
A certain sliding scale
Lead to a much choicer love
And went through all the stale

Voices on the firmament
Until you and I are spent

Pop Sonnet #3862

Next time you ask for recompense
I will turn away from that
Unless there is a shining tense
Offer vision stat

That whisper to divulge the race
Before the chatter spreads
Until you can see my face
I will look instead

Back through the window illustrates
The ship has a waxed out deck
And leave the chance up to the fates
And you would love to talk

But there is a firmer lack
Of the very time we got back

Pop Sonnet #3863

I would cherish every wince
And done things with all the shame
There were prayers that took the fence
And boundaries are for the game

That I would repeat several times
Until the lines were drawn
Going to avoid the crimes
That I am readily working on

And after all you took the size
Of winter in the chase
There was waiting by her thighs
A figment of the lace

That dangles out into a bend
And asks me where I could now lend

Pop Sonnet #3864

It feels like I have done this all
But I will wait to press
The military hears the call
And fights to figure success

And if there was a moral point
To lead into the walk
There was suffering the coined
Before she had to talk

But I will rescue the take from mouths
And going into heart shapes
There was anything to souths
That mouth became agape

And I will look right at the sun
Unless you feel like we are done

Pop Sonnet #3865

I have not waited long enough
For a break before the rest
So I will admit it gets rough
In striving for the best

And when you figure out the act
Of pushing through the gale
There could be an entire backed
Up position to be the stale

Permanent walk into a road
That kept appearances steady
There was never any load
Before you all get ready

To do things you did not mean
Position yourself in the lean

Pop Sonnet #3866

I have seen the image laugh
From returning to info picked
The other side of the chaff
Was to be always tricked

That spirit leads to fresher ponds
And where the disease fades
There were things depending upon
The way that teacher grades

But to see the flips of mortal pain
Turn to beauty made
There could be another sane
That could have taken the trade

Into a simple time of silence speak
To the people that left last week

Pop Sonnet #3867

Beating toward a possible loss
Of anyone that made it stick
There would be a simple cross
That you could always pick

Without a chance of wrecking sleet
There was a brain to trick
That showed the lost films of the street
That anyone would pick

But the history books have changed
Who can say that right and wrong
Do not reveal the whole of strange
Following the song

In the sky where chariots fly
And now there is a reason why

Pop Sonnet #3868

I hope I have not skipped a lesson
From early day to robot stuck
That tin man in his final question
Could have gotten luck

For arriving in the strata
That kept us longing too
The way that I can add up data
And bring it home to you

Where leaders stand and fight the fight
Of anyone that needs
A courage that will be in sight
And returns what is greed

To the dust and ashes urn
Even then no one will learn

Pop Sonnet #3869

I feel like there could have been
Another twenty five
But you know the day is in
To keep me here alive

And being careful not to breach
Any type of boundary just
Transgressions are left out of reach
And I will gain your trust

Just to let you know I care
About the way you ask for the grail
And you may not know quite where
To go when you set sail

But I warn you it will be years
Before you see the girls in tears

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