Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Pop Sonnet #4560

And I will call out for the last
To make it to the line
On we enter going fast
And readied to the pine

For the human sensory vague
The corporate lack response
And weapons all for the keg
That exploded into ponds

That were elected for the run
The courage will provide
And take a simple ton
Whether or not you chide

For perfection in the house of the Lord
And again we were already adored

Pop Sonnet #4561

But there is a look into a prison courage mask
That settles down with isolated quarrel
And when you forget that you already asked
Would you ever spend time with morals

The backstage musical is so great
That is a genre I have evidenced
In my own work though documentary is fate
The crowning achievement of the winced

That took an idol back to Micah
Before the war raged on
In the book of Judges like a
Day with several dawns

That come apart for preferred
All is getting blurred

Pop Sonnet #4562

And now that the day is complete
I will seek out a book
Going back to just repeat
When I take a look

Into the scrambling messages that travel
Across the wind and in the rain
The brain waves move across space levels
That blow the certified into stains

That form around a walker match
The cardinal rule folds
That whether you have seen the catch
And all the worries hold

Onto whatever slider is becoming the form
Could it appear to never be this warm

Pop Sonnet #4563

When I look around and hear no trouble
That is what I can respect about the world
The moment when you get the double
And out goes what they hurled

Into the streets before the sage
The eruption of a prophet book
That turns into God's perfect mage
The visiting you hook

Into a mount that takes the wall space
Into consideration and now you take a drink
Except the bounty of a holy case
Is to accept that all the while you think

Bound for a calamity from all the words you write
Could we get together later on tonight

Pop Sonnet #4564

And all that presently coordinates with justice long
Was presently projected before the sound
And furthermore there was a script all for song
That kept on gathering around

The fire was all put out by the trickling rains
And there was a small pause
Between the justifiable lanes
That stop moving all the flaws

Were angered by the ration diet
That steadied a managed quip
Understatement in the riot
That ran into a dip

Of a the road to hide under
Life is often times a wonder

Pop Sonnet #4565

And sometimes tunnels appear below the Earth
To escape a nodding of the selves inside
That were to place a value worth
And make up what has cried

There is another reach back throw that stills
And settles for a dire chance at the goal
Which ever floats among the early warning hills
That now we can get together as a whole

And will you make up for lost time
That was faded in the gravel
Pit that envelope was sealed for lime
That came back to the channel

And gave you all that you could give before the turn about
Could you expect to have a grasp on things that can go out

Pop Sonnet #4566

That is quite a push for learning to return
There are other questions
That really start to burn
The reflection of the investments

That for a single hour prevent
Call it what you will but I see birth
That can restore a single breath invent
And send you what it is worth

That was all awash in glowing retread night
Never to punish when something is gone
And look at the glowing solar light
It needs to run entirely along

With the passing year in half
I can push myself to laugh

Pop Sonnet #4567

Now you see the fantasy fulfilled
Went back and ran into my old flames
And each one of them instilled
The workers among dames

That was a word that seemed outdated
But the plan was to slip it in
And without a planet faded
There are ships that blow again

To a place beneath the water of the ocean so massive
Whatever you could call me out on
I would remain as passive
And forget that you do not belong

That is about the parade to get near
See you in the fall right back here

Pop Sonnet #4568

And just to push over barriers adornment
That will be a way to run
To the ever present forlorn meant
That I was to split a word fun

That could be the key to going forward
The preservation of my new made guide
Ever so ready just to be rewarded
And look back to the things you use to hide

And that is why you are glad none of it happened
That phony jive talking invades
And when you think of your closest friends weaponed
No one would ever meet the shades

In other words I have never hurt a soul
Even when the brain was not whole

Pop Sonnet #4569

Why would you question the motive of
A purification healing spell
That comes from the font right above
The notices came from hell

That were delivering the mistakes
On a count of quarter pounds
That were ever so quite takes
That could have been in town

But that would really bother me
If I was left a ride beyond
Going just to look at the plea
Nothing more was gone

And now I look into the gazing eyes
Of a mirror that will rise

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