Thursday, April 16, 2015

Pop Sonnet #4010

And reclaiming mortal fears
To reckon with the fact
That anytime you clear
The simple type of act

That came into present banging
The ultimate pressure slate
Moisture was already hanging
Through the air of late

And if there was a punishment to use
The night would have been easier
To really partake of the cruise
That came about when breezier

Days approached in glances steady
And now I am almost ready

Pop Sonnet #4011

As long as I go into detail
I do not think any will mind
The fact of the matter is more pale
Than any other kind

And sabotage the practice guard
Then looking out in front
Where levels came around quite hard
Whatever you really want

Is all I need to know before I cast a doubt
And linger in the glistening head
Where I have seen them shout
At an overheard discussion led

By the state of coil shot
Never me when I am hot

Pop Sonnet #4012

So it goes without a warning
That if there was a lifting phase
The property is now adorning
The simple type of craze

That reiterated passion slow
The next chance that I get
To be apart of where they grow
And take another hit

When I was plainly in the waste
The manager came back
And now I simply touch the taste
Of whatever we pack

And now there is a gap between us dire when the horn
Goes blinking into automated situation born

Pop Sonnet #4013

To tell a demonstration led
Into the foggy sky
There are things that I now dread
Beyond the giant eye

That waves a flag of deception
Into the hearts of men
Before the other times direction
Goddesses have been

Into the golden night of surface
Wake up ever gently
Sometimes when I feel worthless
I turn you on the rent free

Park here if you like to talk
And then we will pick up the chalk

Pop Sonnet #4014

Not hearing anything
Does it mean that it is gone
To forward just about the wing
That led me to belong

In games we play for thickness charge
The motion at the gate
The understanding we can barge
Into the lesser state

That kept me trapped beside the gain
And fought for dreaded weight
There is a total waiting plane
That left me up to wait

For the matching effort synonyms are all I want
Next time anything is a simile to front

Pop Sonnet #4015

Takes a while to get used to
Every changing number
But there is feeling that I lose to
Before feeling lumber

Of a car that drives past
And finishes the challenge quick
There are points that cannot last
And hoping just to kick

The other time I felt aloud
To properly go back
And made a way to get the cloud
Along with any sack

That you will add just to put in
And besides anyone that makes it then

Pop Sonnet #4016

Wouldn't it be nice to apply
All that you learned to listen
A melody transpires why
Will she never miss him

For all he has done you would think of more
To place right in your path
And run the golden circuit core
Right before my bath

But really only to warm high
And lift my spirit sagging
To be all inside the mind
Of where there is a dragging

The fact that not everything is perfectly real
Brings us to the place to heal

Pop Sonnet #4017

It bothers me when all goes wrong
That should have been so easy
Going into days like long
The empty grave is pleasing

To the wave of decomposing
Shed a light on touches
That came around like those imposing
The leftover icy hutches

That allow a different wall
Of encouraged play
That left me up to wild stall
And retrograde the day

Is here because of light
I will take you out some night

Pop Sonnet #4018

I have heard some things before
About behind the scenes
Never indicate the passing lore
Of the way she screens

When I have bad luck
I make it known to all
Except it always kind of sucks
That we are only small

In the scheme of the entirety
No matter what is given
There are spaces piety
Never happens much when living

Fortunately for me I have been at a height
Where only small things steal my light

Pop Sonnet #4019

That is the best thing to happen to me
To find out I am good at what I do
And next time I offer the plea
There are ways to get to you

And if there was a drawing room
Next to the shady forest porch
That is where you ever loom
And I will bring a torch

So next time that you pick a fight
Make sure you know what side
To take as though there was a right
To envision the rocks collide

And now I lay down my keys
Sitting here always on my knees

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