Pop Sonnet #5980

So you take things to the limit once more
The ringing from the smoky side
And notice once upon the shore
That we are here to ride

With things that will not happen in my head
Because the imagination will close
And when you look around at what said
The ultimate quote you chose

That will have resonance in milder form
The best you can chance is the old
But when you appear the storm
Was growing higher cold

The back down whimper of the stone
Was to make a flying drone

Pop Sonnet #5981

There is something in my throat
Only thing that could make sense
Unless there is a final coat
For the purpose of the rinse

That was playing along with my new words
The ones that came to be in the news
That were already what they heard
Which is why you had to lose

For once in hand with my connection
There is importance of a note so dire
And when you reveal the rejection
Wondering if there was a wire

Between the rock and the hard place here to see
If anyone would take the effort other than me

Pop Sonnet #5982

What if I had the unlimited run
Where I could have a part of all
And when it turns so rapid fun
And does not seem to stall

The simple quest for dancing square
The repairing of the system to run
And every day and everywhere
The motion is for the sun

That will retread mildly in the lesser
Of the two evils which finds none
To be one or the other dresser
Of the filled up point to stun

And that makes me wonder if the scheme really broke
Just relieve a hand from the choke

Pop Sonnet #5983

And if I were to feel the emptiness
That you left when you left
That was the old furnace
The lifting of the heft

And there is a rose so thorny still
That sits among the threshold
With any purpose heal
That makes you want to be old

And so you push on in the silk
Which was the softest formula derived
Of fabric in the weirdest ilk
Of what can be so alive

With all the importance placed right here
Seems strange to be already near

Pop Sonnet #5984

So the half comes drifting in to stay
And if there is a spot to read
The forces of a nicer way
Brings dreams up to speed

And I was not sure if my only vision
Was about to retreat firm
The episodic sundry derision
That shared a newer worm

With the types that felt the move
Of a deepening wound
That came right here to improve
The drain that we tuned

And when you look to the heart of the labor
There is something there to do favors

Pop Sonnet #5985

And when you learn from the shot in the dark
That was the panting that faked
Where we must shower to rerun the mark
And once in a while naked

It just seems to hang right on
And my stomach ties in knots
From the whiskey I had until gone
And saves me for the shots

And that is why I had the level of the infinite
Who could even compare to the rest
That was about to place us deep within it
And turns out to be the best

In the end you never know
What could make the good life grow

Pop Sonnet #5986

So now that you have to get there
And everything stands in the way
Was to be the noticeable fear
That we had to hold onto the gray

And I am going to try something that may get me there
Because I thought you know it is not over
And when I return to look with a deep stare
Knowing that once in awhile clover

Will spread over the rave with all in the shot
The camera will pick up our faces
And when the tidiest feeling is hot
And when you look again traces

There is a wait that will happen right now
Because of the mercy that you will allow

Pop Sonnet #5987

That attitude will shine through on the freight
Which takes a side with word count
Though in poetry the line will light
The rushing water fount

That was right in front of perfect walk
The cement was by the grass
And we could sit and talk
For the pain of what goes fast

The purpose of my break was folding
And when I feel all the signs
Of the company withholding
The magnet rush of lines

And there is something over here
That I cannot see so clear

Pop Sonnet #5988

Tomorrow the save comes in the day
And that just means more has appeared
Which looking into the affirming way
Was really what had cleared

The rollicking assortment of a purpose in the can
Was lacking simply over handle under
The body was there in a grounding plan
That was to take the wonder

Where I had seen the light of day upon a golden voice
And the man stands out in any trip
Which could have led me back to the voice
But gave the nuisance the slip

And he was not about to be
The quickening that led to see

Pop Sonnet #5989

There is a simple satisfaction
Of knowing where I burn
And dip into the old refraction
Of the level learned

Before the shroud I stand to light
The things that were all dark
And right there I will now sight
The next time we meet stark

We will be in front of every one that tries to pass
And take for me the memory of the sting
Which serves to look upon all the broken glass
And pushes us right toward the thing

That we wanted to try out but never seemed to stay
The words came out but were not what I should say