Saturday, May 16, 2015

Pop Sonnet #4310

Nothing will stop the grains of odds
Coming forth to sway
Gentle measures are the lauds
In the maker's play

I can beg you a dozen times
And you will still turn down
The very nature that is fine
To circle in the brown

Where I can lay a circus form
Upon this writ so pure
Where nothing gets into the norm
And for ages they are sure

To be proper in the sake forgotten
Time right now is not allotting

Pop Sonnet #4311

I don't know what you fear most
The courage that I lack
To tell you in the holy ghost
No one will attack

Because you see the power grid
That shapes a trip so long
And goes inanimate to bid
The symptoms just went wrong

And if you encourage me to chair
The lengthy episodes
That kept out in the air
Would take you on the roads

And if there is not anyone rushing
It seems you were the last one hushing

Pop Sonnet #4312

I have taken journeys far
And live for production screens
Today I filmed a few things star
And looked at what it means

Because the camera has made good
Bearing to the other side
When proud and asking for what should
Be perfect for the chide

That came about when things got bad
Never reveal the question true
I worry just moments that had
Came back to be with you

And if I were to go there in a few minutes from now
I would only wonder what I can see plow

Pop Sonnet #4313

This is going to be a gentle progress
To revive the catch for all
Going into sudden thoughtless
For the journey wall

That bridged between the mine shaft core
That rendered obsolete
And questioned there were even more
From now on until complete

And when the opening encroaches
Belong to scares among
That over arching looking hunches
To glide smoothly along

And I will never look back to
The prophecy they sent for you

Pop Sonnet #4314

I am so awakened for the plot
That comes about when signed
And worried that someone forgot
And ultimately blind

When there were a few in between
The numbers I had saved
And going normally for teens
Were sometimes well behaved

But if you cast an eye my way
I will take a trick shot
At the only one to pray
For what we had been wrought

And there are times I would go ply
The horse and carriage in the sky

Pop Sonnet #4315

I am not real sure what destiny
The over haul enjoys
That brings a lesson unto thee
And only wonders noise

Will I be never judgmental
For that is where I am
There is no certain fundamental
That says to do what I can

And operates in vicious cycles
Going on and on
Never looking at the bicycles
For the paralyzed are gone

And into your hands Lord you lead
Back to all the hardened feed

Pop Sonnet #4316

It will take a miracle
To never run along
To get any physical
That you had been in a throng

To look into paradise and see
The ways return to dust
And look in the opening
Where there is sacred trust

To bargain with the only mire
To be appearing at the dawn
And now I never shared the fire
And now it is hand drawn

So ask for me a device in step
Tomorrow I will have done slept

Pop Sonnet #4317

So if they get back real soon
I hope all ends up well
Because you know the high balloon
Will eventually grow stale

And journey back toward the Earth
In gravity we know
That faithfully all will be worth
In space we have to go

Because it normally gets cold
On a rocket ride
Think of all the heat in old
On the outside not the inside

And this has been the tricky verse
Got to alleviate anything for the curse

Pop Sonnet #4318

Here in a minute my time will come
So hang on to your guts
We will be rushing back the drum
When who has the whats

That encourage takes of any field
To haunted memory
And encourages a vision yield
For facts in the grocery

That I will try to build by blocks
The paradigm so human
The ride I took replaced the locks
And normally was ruined

And if anyone had challenged the care
I would simply ask for a dare

Pop Sonnet #4319

And if the journey never stopped
Before the day was done
And found along the ivory topped
Will a wish for one

And if there are real isolated codes
All across the air
There would simply be exposed
To whatever we tear

And if there is a ghostly notch
That rides so very quick
Stuttering because the watch
Is coming back to stick

And I will be gone in awhile
You should analyze my style


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