Pop Sonnet #5550

With a sense of urgency the episode in repair
Come to floral rooms of hidden treasure
That was about to siphon the very clean air
And breathe aloud for pleasure

The ultimate incarnation of the holy writ
Is that I will possibly undertake the whole
When challenging the possible in the very get
That wound up being so full

And here we see the last of the words
Before the ten and mighty reached
Where there are plans to harness birds
To fly along when beached

And here you have a total army still
That in case the thing goes nil

Pop Sonnet #5551

I said tomorrow but now I see
The flight continues off above
And when records of the tree
Were shining like a love

Of a thousand oceans another place
Where we dream on and like
The very image of your face
And now I heard the hike

Was leveling the playing field for most
When the words must reach the back
And if there was not a ghost
How do you explain the stack

And when you offer solutions deep
The drifting conscious is so steep

Pop Sonnet #5552

Rescue me when last but more
The rowdy comfort beheld
And when you close the golden door
You will regret forever dwelled

In a state of loss and cheating
To be caught by my better self
Where things returned and greetings
To the way I fixed the shelf

By offering a million words
To the playing field of time
And gained the honor heard
There is a mixture of a rhyme

When you called for reasons beyond the sleeve
There are other ways that you and I can believe

Pop Sonnet #5553

Carefully I place the signs
Upon the signifiers head
Where connotation plays the wines
For a miller instead

That was a direct reference
For whatever empties clean
And in making differences
The opposite machine

And this is small so growing in the wave
That would spring up a noun and verb
The disengaging rhetoric behaves
With the night coming to the herb

And here we see the sun come out
Getting drier without a doubt

Pop Sonnet #5554

I will mail it off today if the chance so earns
That when you discover the mixed up down
The next decision will be the one that burns
In the making of a mental town

That never existed until the very weight
Of an Earthly trample discovery complete
Asking if you knew already about the date
And wanted to see if you repeat

Within a day so much got done
That I will get to the year at the final
There away in the distant one
That discovery of vinyl

That was so precious to collect
Unless the others stopped and wrecked

Pop Sonnet #5555

This time I will notice the quadruple number
Right above this sonnet of pop
That will be a memorable slumber
When you get all the way on top

Of the chemistry that mixes gentle
There are many accords to rewrite
And when you were taking mental
Notes that added light

To the subject differing
The made right now will be the work
And when the mystic delivering
Was all that had to shirk

The opinion of the elders complaint
Where you have gone is where we landed saints

Pop Sonnet #5556

Now that smell of smoky shirts
Was all that I could focus around
The completeness of the day in spurts
To be the grail of ground

And if you knew how far I have come
You would keep it to yourself
Want to be the standard drum
Unless there was a more stealth

The goner in the dizzy written
So many things to do
And when you isolate the smitten
Fallen back to you

That was about to write a book
If you don't mind I will have a look

Pop Sonnet #5557

Still a triple score all this day
Until I move on to the sixtieth
After the wind if you could stay
I would talk all figurative

And not even notice the drop in division
The best thing you can do to lead
Is to incubate the incision
And draw upon the seed

That will venerate for effect
And when you look at it from there
It looks like there is a new elect
That will respect the multiple airs

That were changing so rapid fire
When I take it to the wire

Pop Sonnet #5558

I will live according to the synthetic process
The wave of ghosts behind
And when you stomach in the bless
There are machines that signed

The very opposite approaching
That will leave us soon
And when you were an alibi to the poaching
That will end up doomed

The very score you should have kept
And went about your business
To be idle when they slept
And made the old resentments

And if I mistake you for the answer
What else do you think could occur

Pop Sonnet #5559

Last of the triples just for now
See you in the sixes
And when I get ideas how
To deliver all the mixes

Far away in Hollywood where teachers bring
The amount of poetry that was here
Was what I was offering
To bloom amongst the fear

And the courage has subsided
But for now I will ride
That when the notion was decided
The frame was wrapped inside

The package which was just torn from
The silver trimmed kettle drum