Thursday, May 28, 2015

Pop Sonnet #4430

If anything will come to pass
My motives on the back burner
To reiterate the class
That was allowed to spurn her

Back into the valley deep
The motion in the waves
That brings all the time we sleep
To reticent delays

And fancy all the wrongs turned right
That collide in my brain
When the Lord is now in sight
And staring through the wane

Of thoughts that paralyzed my very core
The burdens that I throw to the floor

Pop Sonnet #4431

If the response was practical
The reader has run dry
And if this syntactical
Day was only mine

The shepherd promises the flock
That he will help them when
They reciprocate the open shock
And could have already been

The only solution to the dawned
Is a righteous keeper
To be illustrated wand
And when the deafened creeper

Comes over the plains to roost in kind
There is someone else that shined

Pop Sonnet #4432

Never ask me for a spot
Along with the last trust
There is some more room that is hot
When feelings in the dust

Come rising through the palace walls
And the giddy time of joy
That plants when rising falls
And leaves you to employ

The next of marketing approaches
And fills up with the line
There are mightier type coaches
And now I am feeling fine

It is amazing what a prayer can do
With the faith to back up where they knew

Pop Sonnet #4433

Denver is the promised land
I will visit there frequent
Once lived beyond the scanned
And dropped a letter decent

To the categorical imperative we look
For those drop down choices
And when wisdom searches books
There are still bad voices

That if I could get around this time
We sympathize with late
And discuss the potent sign
When the fish won't take the bait

And if the kingdom is aware
Of the things I place right there

Pop Sonnet #4434

So I trek through mountain trails
Pushing along with this vista of my own
That precipice so often avails
As precarious is known

The fight is all but won for now
Until the next has blown
Before I get the wave to show
What things are still unknown

Curving back the guess is fine
Where the company arrives
And if you fall from the sign
I will give you more lives

But it does very little good
To be paranoid you would

Pop Sonnet #4435

I have found the key to the box
Where dragonflies come resting
In the dispatch crowd of clocks
The firm was always investing

There are patterns just to flood
The haphazard leaning in the gain
That asks a to double back through mud
And flows like gentle plain

Where furthermore I could now lift
And wonder if the born
Is where there is a steady gift
And if the music is worn

The gaze of records in what deems
The meaninglessness of the dreams

Pop Sonnet #4436

There is no way to settle frames
Insensitive to sled
Where there are a million games
And run back to the bread

Where nothing is beyond the lead
That wells up deep in bloom
The permanent marks left bled
And worked for the whole tomb

And if arriving in the course
The music preaches doom
And if there was a force
Beyond this lifting gloom

That was the way to place a stand
Before the legend creates a band

Pop Sonnet #4437

And never take a lesson hard
When the enemy encroaches
That was like a fellow card
And in the next approaches

Where I have seen a slave of love
Come back to make the final trap
Of a philosophy above
That falls into the lap

From above the cornfield
That will wave in the wind
If nothing else has held
The man that is my friend

And if the mutiny shows gifts
There are heads that lift

Pop Sonnet #4438

So push around the grateful piece
That sheds light on the still
That was a lot of varied grease
Before the choice went nil

And if there was a loss of time
Before the final edge
That came to eclipse the varied crime
That was not even a hedge

And when the moisture envelops
The work that slows us when
And when the forage empties ropes
The testimony lends

A crisis solved before the crash
I will look at you to mash

Pop Sonnet #4439

If we only had a little talk
Before the point of frolic steady
And went into the cured walk
And was not really ready

For times when we had gone away
Before the missing sled
Came to be tossed that day
Before the waking said

What needed to be said frequent
But now my family ages
Because I pour out the lament
When I could have trusted sages

That Christian love that really works
Even if there are a few quirks

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