Friday, June 5, 2015

Pop Sonnet #4510

Recurring feeling that all is well
The driving force behind image art
That may lead me into the pit of hell
But I will have to play my part

Because the eternal is present
And energy relies
When they asked a hesitant
Forceful when she flies

Once you realize the equality
But prefer the most magical
And return a final quantity
Until my brain becomes full

There is a hope that I will sleep
For a year or two too deep

Pop Sonnet #4511

So surrounding the faction cloister
In discovering the ample ray
Of an irritated oyster
That made pearls until gray

The alternate switch is always engaged
The paradigms of all the company
And to think years ago I was enraged
At all the things that became me

But now I have made peace with truth
Separate the years to look
And when paralyzed the soothe
With practice I will gain the book

It is like an old school video game
Where objects searched for lead the frame

Pop Sonnet #4512

That is just an old mythological faction
Of asking for the greatest love
When fame springs into action
And nothing strips you from push or shove

And when you saw the greatness
Of Hollywood and those there
The whole movie came to your statement
That I have them right here

In my company the mold is shaped
And we will become like each other
But we keep the difference caped
And treat all people like sisters and brothers

When there is some kind of magic quest
The simple chosen are the best

Pop Sonnet #4513

Faded into the white of lines
And retracted several from
The mixage of the local signs
And cannot worry about rum

Being the drink that steals away
Until a perfect taste
Of the mightiest today
And never seeming the waste

I am so close to rewards
But it has been work
The dreams I have at least are swords
That take me into quirks

Of nature being that the message of visions
Is that I have made the right decisions

Pop Sonnet #4514

If it happens all the time
That wave of pressure leans
The treasury is never mine
Because I have machines

That will last me through a long project
And keep the chin so high
Just as long as shoulder's chip correct
Never comes on by

Because I have to say this path
Is so beyond the fear
That when you mitigate the wrath
Someone is becoming clear

And jumble up the words again
Just to see what is writing

Pop Sonnet #4515

And if I stop to smoke I understand
That words to come out different
As far as there is the band
Waiting for the lifted glint

And I really start to get afraid
Of things I cannot control
But when there is nothing to be played
Before the council of the full

That kept me going until many cartoons
Had passed over this great sky
Knowing that the said festoons
Were glowing in the rye

And when the singled out becomes the way
I will push myself today

Pop Sonnet #4516

Things get easier once accepted
That the best is here permanent
Nothing fades when plans erected
The noble date of what I rent

That survival skill so lost
The way to gain back life
When the tired made the sauce
And chopped vegetables with a knife

That handy tool to be allowed
And pushing hands to grain
The sacred and the furnished hallowed
Will lessen all the pain

Of anxiety created by
Pure stupidity of the cry

Pop Sonnet #4517

And rock and roll will seize the mantle
And channel frames of whim
The next time I see a handle
I will drink until dim

The next time I involve with fast
Coming just to tear down walls
To be at the magic at last
That power of the wizard calls

And knowing that the world of animation
Is to me the truest belief
Of my thoughts going to placation
Before Disney heals my grief

Because they are geniuses to boot
Could have injected theories suit

Pop Sonnet #4518

And there are others too that come close
But I will seek the grail
Anyway to be the most
Of what we have never to fail

And if I am passing before the lightning
And ran around with women and wine
There are stories ever frightening
Even when the contract was signed

And I can take a measure of my lovers
And transport them to a cave
Where the wall sees shadows hover
Before the next time I become a slave

I feel that Hollywood is knowing
That images must always be showing

Pop Sonnet #4519

Except the blind when dreaming rose
The petals will have fallen
And if there was in me an oppose
It is gone to calling

That I take up my cross and pray
And knowing that the Lord
Will see the parade of God's new way
That was there when I scored

The combustibility of the elements
Is a risk worth taking
Because when there are friendly gents
To be the ones that are waking

I have turned down money though
Fame is now the way to go

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