Friday, May 22, 2015

Pop Sonnet #4370

That was really odd just now
And everything turned good
From the very make somehow
Will plant it as you should

And if you make a grand error
When forcibly retrained
And look upon any terror
Though my eyes are strained

And look around the courtyard
The make is in the rack
Where you could look upon cards
And then return them back

To a place you know you want to be
Anywhere would just go for me

Pop Sonnet #4371

And as I jumble up the phrases
So quickly to revamp
All of this will turn to mazes
Guided by a lamp

And never make a fancy clearing
When coming to the cross
The understanding of the cheering
Made you all seem boss

And if there was an answer solid rock
Upon the starboard sky
There could have been another talk
Before you turned into my

Hand that appears in my rest
Will you ever forsake crest

Pop Sonnet #4372

So to be needed by a princess
That I will rescue from
The emperor with all his winces
Movies that become

The best of life is right here now
And even though my head
Feels a little dizzy row
At wandering to bed

Before I take a perfect watch
I will illustrate the moonbeam
That chalks me up another notch
Before the sacred team

That covers all that you can place
Going back to see the face

Pop Sonnet #4373

And anytime there are the models
Of a solid kind of woman form
That go ahead and fill your bottles
Keeping me real warm

The days of things that have not passed
Into the the storm of memory lost
To be an average after class
And still argue the cost

There was nothing that stood in the way
Of getting to the place I had to go
Unless there are several days
That you could only throw

So finish up before you burst
And nothing will now quench my thirst

Pop Sonnet #4374

So make a courage badge for play
And then I throw you all out
Into the colder Summer's day
That seeks when things get doubt

From all the shredding of the boards
You would think we figured all
Would run back into ivory chords
That play the piano tall

When I could just get back to you
For feeling like someone deserted
The common mistake of the crew
Is to run things when dirt did

Nothing but evade the circle
And make all things seem to work cool

Pop Sonnet #4375

If that was just a warning sign
Before I turned on lamps
To check around the holy design
For anything that amps

And looks upon the variation
Of the shapes of my snowflakes
And every day ingratiation
Goes all the way for the sake

Of anyone that burns a view
Entire portions remain
And looks all the way into
A clearer see through rain

And nothing more will force us down
Beside the very underground

Pop Sonnet #4376

That much is clear I am fading out
But the time is drawing close
Never asking for a simple route
That pushed me up arose

And look inside the locking gate
That is a mile up the road
Never wanting love to wait
Unless you had them stowed

The courage it takes just to kiss
A beautiful woman's mouth
Is all that there is in life bliss
And then you travel south

To check out all the territories
I will have her on her knees

Pop Sonnet #4377

There is something about flames
That boils around moisture
And if gardens were the games
Never meant for stature

And if there is a wondering
About the pain I am feeling
I could always go for things
To ask you on the ceiling

That is a lesson never learned
By the time I burn out hard
The poetry goes on like spurned
And you ask the guard

For a small amount of dimes
Check out today's vivid limes

Pop Sonnet #4378

If I could just go on a bit
And get to the final number
There would be a perpendicular hit
That was a old type of slumber

And that will get me out of hell
By catching up with God
And you can never really tell
If I had not been flawed

Because you have a circular saw
And ice melts in the shower
To get you by the time we draw
And find it in the hour

There are a few things I must take
Before the princess does awake

Pop Sonnet #4379

So ask me to refine the search
By terms that I am not aware
Coming back to go to church
And at the stage I stare

When I was younger than a card
That was around at birth
There had to be someone so hard
That I know what it is worth

So go ahead and prop me up
By the bottle that was drank
Before I even used a cup
The liquid had to thank

My brain for coming to a halt
In the end I think of the vault

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