Saturday, August 8, 2015

Pop Sonnet #5140

To commiserate with the flesh so weak
That will become a favor without hurt
And if you were about to go next week
I would wait awhile for the blurt

Was so contagious that we all ran for cover
Absolution returns in the damaged glass
And when you are only searching for a lover
There is a pain that will pass

And if I feel so awful about the fallen loss
There is a framework solid enough to see
When you put me into the golden cross
I wonder what will ever even be

And to take me lightly is a bit of the ignorance
But at the same time you will always have my insurance

Pop Sonnet #5141

So I look for objects grey
The blast of silver penance
And cherish the notions all the way
He had been a menace

And when you look around at the gates
The courage then takes hold
And will you freely elevate
The child when you are old

And I was going backward in the drop
Of mystique pleasure circus swamp
And lavished when the mighty top
Was about to look back at the comp

And I will never argue that you have been taken down
Except if anyone will see what messed you up for now

Pop Sonnet #5142

And to run after orders of a philanthropic sight
Was left in the midst of the hill
Where anyone could have been only there to fight
And then you have the ones that all just chill

Where we could have a vision
Of new type ships that act
When sent on such a mission
And to know what all gets backed

And I really often wonder if
The pain I feel is from something
Or purchase like a stiff
The only pleasure you bring

And I think there is something more to why I feel this way
Question me so solidly about the wretched play

Pop Sonnet #5143

So dried up that I have felt
The misery creep inward
And once in a while all to have dealt
Was going like a reward

And anything to take this cup away
I wonder if you even went
That could have been right here to pray
And fought back when you sent

The adjutant came running with a wire
Straight from headquarters as well
And you were taught to keep a fire
Going far to tell

And here we make a few more movements
To shower down the fine improvements

Pop Sonnet #5144

And that is what just gets me there
From one place to another
I will take it you can stare
As long as any other

Where jumps were flown by
In the driving forces that will make
A curious plan to be my
Ultimate mistake

And when you ask me for a lift
I tell you this is shortest
Because often when I still shift
He hits us with the orders

And blankly I will stare at the man in back
There is opposition there in fact

Pop Sonnet #5145

So after what I just had to do
The company steadied in pause
Where the window was all about what I could imbue
On the part of the whole in the laws

And here we go frequently warming the sheet
To bring it to where you were born
And about to gain favor when all of us meet
Knowing already you are born

And when you forget all the things that regained
A stylized symbol too fast
When there was a properly notified brain
And targets will generate cast

The ultimate longing for paradise fill
Was to be shattered while all very still

Pop Sonnet #5146

It just gets interesting by where all to flow
In directions so mapped so eternal
That after all the best of writers do know
The way into the very ethereal

Because it did not really function
But I left it there the same
Just like when my instruction
Keeps the level on the game

That was funny nothing there
Proves why I must check always
And to avoid the damaged chair
I will push along my haze

And here you go quickening the pace no matter what
After all you do not really understand the rut

Pop Sonnet #5147

So if abnormal or estranged will furnish in the part
There is a moral shoulder left out there
There is a gravitational pull to start
And remain standing near the stairs

It seems the curse had come upon me
As long as I was still making progress
There could really now be free
To a lender of the best

Where stocks will not fold until they drain
And there are steady markets
Gone away to feel the pain
And knowing when to park it

That is a bit of the touch of gold
When it still seems very cold

Pop Sonnet #5148

And right now I am thinking of what to do
To get through the whole thing in an hour
And importantly left just for you
That is why you feel the power

And reaching for grain is all but at least
No one left you feeling the warmth
The shining of the eyes of the naked beast
Was about to allow anything norm

That I could have spared in division at last
The core of the squadron was gone
And when you realize sympathy aghast
To play with honor near dawn

And after eternally was the whole plan
There could have been a wave on hand

Pop Sonnet #5149

So very pointed responses take motion to the wind
The very sport renounces all the shams
When there is a spiral sort of bend
When searching for the lambs

That had wandered off astray but not too far
And really there is more
Because we knew already star
Was about the bore

Of where you climb and you descend
As long as there is length
To be here at the top my friends
Has given me much strength

So I leave you on a finer note than any skill
If you get up and walk around the hour really will

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