Tuesday, February 16, 2016

Pop Sonnet #7140

Do not know if the press will come to save
When the alliance broken no representation
When the code is here to be as brave
To feel the two sided coin in dilation

Where the chances of concern are thrown all around
And when you may have an argument to close
When situations return to you all the way is found
To be where someone had then chose

The dream of allegorical phases is to speak the truth
The relativity of the day is somewhat used
When mixing on the blink the aside will offer youth
That once in awhile gets tangled and confused

I do not think that all we want
Is coming undone out in the front

Pop Sonnet #7141

When pressure seems to make us bend
And whatever use you have with ghosts
Was lent to be the knowing rend
That what can cling to the roast

In silver spotted courses dare
The millisecond spread
The courses of a different chair
And objects that are read


So climb among the after wall
The shift in serfdom last
The time to relieve what will fall
Otherwise going past

And I will tell you the secrets to write
You will have to turn on the light

Pop Sonnet #7142

And even if you pressed complete
The tiring is pushed
Where you could find the open street
And wonder where you have mushed

Together ingredients that stand alone
Upon the reuniting flavor
Spending time out in the loan
And pushing for the savior

The way I treat my handled issue
Is to believe in the very act of faith
Going on to tire all new
Simply in the place

Where I could handle all the faded objects over time
And when you ask for me to get with her another sign

Pop Sonnet #7143

And after when you press upon
The silver lined penance string
The way that I will take her on
Before it never stings

The emptiness without her huge
The magnet in the bag
Was going to be on the dues
That kept me going tag

And when you read into the question deep for all that is here
The maker takes his time and brings the point
To a normalization that never wanted fear
The hold up takes us to the coined

That phrase before the haste
Until one day you were faced

Pop Sonnet #7144

So bring me out of sleep before
I take a turn to write around
The cursor was right at the score
And proper timing ground

The way I use the same old verse
Then try to do the new
What is left is the age old nurse
That brings me to the hue

Of where the color must now boast in sympathy we led
To look upon the most of splendor
What we need is someone at the head
To take and remind the spender

Of a thought that came upon us full
When you were probably the goal

Pop Sonnet #7145

What really seems to object to asking
Was the spent up front of gain
And that is why I spent time masking
What can give me pain

But when I tried to make an impact
At least moments before trapped
Was here to maintain argument fact
And was about all capped

And when you push into the field
The cursive makes you leap
The prophecy you use a shield
To grow so very steep

And after awhile the numbers fade and I can barely take
The memory inside my head every time I wake

Pop Sonnet #7146

And if that means a hundred words
Or what takes the form of wanting
The chosen in the daylight stirred
The very image punting

Into an entirely different arena given up to children
That we can change a life for the better
To be the information wielding
And write about it all in letters

To formulate the desire read and chop it up in fact
Was a left up notion that will hang
In recent occurrences all will be in tact
And what is left is pang

Of what I decide to relay
In case someone got in the way

Pop Sonnet #7147

Sometimes I see a thing unseen
And while everything is changing
The purpose to blow off the steam
Ahead of time arranging

The lightning sharpness in the spell
Which keeps me pasting progress
The information you could tell
Was about to go regress

The way I skip around the box
And field a sharpened plate
Was all the courage you had foxed
To be enough to wait

And that is when I skip a line
And go along with the grand design

Pop Sonnet #7148

So when you get to look me down
The only type of holder
Was the sharing of the crown
And when you get much bolder

The heaviness that makes me laugh
When you were already inside
Was to bring about the half
That I can see my pride

And hurry into making less
The offer that will launch
Was about to look at chess
As though it had the paunch

The illustration that I make is already floating toward
Someone that was playful and very much more forward

Pop Sonnet #7149

So the tense changes in mid sentence
Used to be and is okay
When playing with the common sense
No one will with grammar stay

And that is why the freeform flows
Because of very few hang ups
Unless you want to wait out shows
Of where we could be corrupt

And just do anything we want without asking for permission
Was to state the common store
Was lost in the remission
Unless you wanted to go some more

And finding a place to call it good
I think that is rarely understood

No comments:

Post a Comment