Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Pop Sonnet #4350

And in the length I figured more
Would have been a presence fulfilled
Next to an opening of the store
There was nothing better stilled

Than a heart so rampant froze
Despite the warning signs
And in company will close
The force of making kinds

Of fruitful energies pouring in
I have got to trust the Lord
For the heavens will begin
To strike a better chord

And if there is a problem tried
Hope that I have only cried

Pop Sonnet #4351

That does not need a plan to watch
The time I learned the plan
To get back into the super botch
You do just what you can

And empty races in the lack
The superlative is made
I can only offer back
What time I surely paid

And if there is a logic take
Before the cross is bold
Maybe they will only make
A promise just to hold

And if I am a frozen child
You never encountered mild

Pop Sonnet #4352

Before you go on with the mess
That curls into the song
With only fearsome in the test
And I know just what is wrong

With the picture of a loosened map
That plans to right the best
Of a perfect kind of lap
That poured in all the quest

And if there was an open ride
You may have to get on it
Becoming every sprint to hide
Whatever is going sonnet

And so you cross the threshold here
And in awhile I will cheer

Pop Sonnet #4353

And in the wild goose chase
There will be a game to pick
The further that my mind erases
You will serve them quick

And all the cables in the quote
That chill point in the stop
Will look back at what older notes
Have collided in the crop

While I would take a lance or more
To shove my way back in
And encourage the several at the door
To look upon the bend

That never seems to give up fraud
And there are ways we must applaud

Pop Sonnet #4354

To go on in the perfect wave
Before I wreck the route
And if there was a perfect save
They have never had a doubt

Of courage in the open book
That renders jealous wine
To be a game of what can look
To the ultimate vine

And if there was a dread of ghosts
That linger in the hall
There could be the forage most
Of what can be there all

And my whole family is the best
At making me feel like the west

Pop Sonnet #4355

I would have to shout out to the ones
That made the trip get planned
Where suddenly the courage runs
Into the marching band

Where you can go for days on end
Without a drop of liquor
Make the motion to pretend
That only got much quicker

And in reception there are finds
That simply turned away
From the mounted of the kinds
That is what to just pray

That I will see the dissipation
Of the mind's own incarnation

Pop Sonnet #4356

And if there was a better way
I would love to hear it
But you know I make the play
Before you even clear it

And in the most of my homemade
Encourage what you will
Take a chance at all that shade
For taking more of pills

That help me never to be nervous
Even when I lose it all
To understand that there is a lust
That undermines my call

Because I cannot shake the problem fast
When you made it to the cast

Pop Sonnet #4357

So go ahead and look upon your tall
Iced coffee that was shared
Before you made it to the mall
And notes were all compared

When disintegration fled the wind
Before the panic shorn
And information to pretend
That wonder when you adorn

With ivory that sold the wage
And looked for ships so smooth
The comfort of the empty page
That was right there to prove

That nothing does escape me yet
I will challenge you to bet

Pop Sonnet #4358

When problems arise in a dream
Even then it stills the wind
Because the notion that I lean
Into the world of sin

That accompanies me to my death
And I can never shake
The misery of your stale breath
That I will repeat for the sake

Of knowing there are not many choices
That go with my selections
Because right now there are the voices
Giving me directions

And I will always take a sample
That small amount is still quite ample

Pop Sonnet #4359

So when the profligate will fall
The roundabout was dread
Until one of the very tall
Would wander to my thread

That gives away a really wise
Type of plant to rent
To understand the misty eyes
Were not a pair to dent

And I will never make a dance
Go into courting far
That when the paralytic chance
Is driving for the star

And just relax when it is done
There should be an amount of fun

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