Pop Sonnet #4070

What was stuck to the machine side
Nothing I could recognize
And walking up to use the glide
Like the future in dream's prize

That demonstrates a power
Of a kingdom now fulfilled
Never sat upon an hour
Just when I was healed

But in my tiredness the game
Starts changing very dark
Going in the room to blame
Everyone missed the mark

And I have to see if there is anything I can do
To make things better in life for you

Pop Sonnet #4071

And the operative function closed
The dissipating voice
That summoned like a ghost
The property that noise

That you will only hear in subverted mental states
The ghost will travel light
And in the very different rates
There is someone to invite

And now I see the end coming
Though hundreds of miles away
And steadfast will admonish drumming
To fill until the display

Went all weak with ashes felt
Upon the vision you have dealt

Pop Sonnet #4072

And lashing into energy
The cosmonaut accepts
The fatalistic synergy
Was there when you left

And ran around the hallway
In a vegetable caboose
Trucking like you fall prey
To whatever string is loose

In the matrix of oblivion
There are roads back into life
Be there exactly in
The words you wrote your wife

That you had been with years
Glad she is gone after all the tears

Pop Sonnet #4073

There is no point in dragging these things out
Never mind if you could have had it all
Next time the paranoid take the channel tout
That reads through the savagest call

Make a letter to the empire
Tell them I will be there
When the fallen choir
Comes in for prayer

In that waking hour
I flew along the corridors of the city
Making it to bloom a flower
In the dawn so pretty

With that backlight approaching a halo effect
And if the image will never defect

Pop Sonnet #4074

This is the way to reckon for the beast
Never had to stand along side her
And if there was a ground we find the priest
Tied up in a back room and going on for sure

About forgiveness and the perfect God
We can all agree on that
Because I just will go and nod
Before you hand the flat

Type of rope that raises high
Above the ladder's weight
Where acceptance lies in all things cry
To manage to be late

And purpose belongs in lettered writ
Think I am up for more of it

Pop Sonnet #4075

There are things I cannot believe
Happening in outer space
That are so profound and conceive
Of a way to reach that race

Of beings so advanced and full
Of ides to give us
There are ways to search in whole
And mage always just

To according phones of realizations
Practice in the slow
Of tracks I did not hear
And always want to go

So there is a way to change
The issues that are here all strange

Pop Sonnet #4076

Heard this song once today
But had to fix the lessons
That were pouring along the clay
Of hearts that preyed in the guessings

Where military outlets
Ring in their formation bold
There are praying kinder sets
That you may have to grab hold

Of the fixes in the system
That were calling down
The number that had kissed them
And changed the course of the brown

That was a color that leaped off the page
Tell me just as soon as you get in contact with the sage

Pop Sonnet #4077

And if I started out with worry
None of that remains
They get in a hurry
To look upon the drains

With a talk so serious I had to listen in
Because things were not as they seemed
To reckon that I talk to wind
In my inner mind that gleamed

Upon the cleaned up dampness so full
Of a load of wooden treasures
That never get to what is a lull
In all of living measures

To ask yourself what changed the clock
There is nothing worse than writer's block

Pop Sonnet #4078

And I would challenge even myself
To visit this world of wonders
That evenly became the elf
That had so many blunders

All of his motions directed a path
Right in front of my face
That I could not see for wrath
Way beginning to chase

The portions of a get up
So left upon the tide
That never had to erupt
Before the electronic ride

That floated around the campus with the ease
Of flying all the machines to get to where you please

Pop Sonnet #4079

Already at the station
That I once revealed
There is a part of incubation
I am not sure what sealed

The drive in harmony erase
That question in the draw
Where you could now find the chase
Becoming more of law

That teaches an important fact
Before the day will end
And I can leave them all in back
Like you call upon a friend

To relieve the questions of a loaded bag
Making up for anything by drifting in the lag