Pop Sonnet #1690

Got to go a bit faster and
Still waiting on someone to
Record all that is left in hand
And give back to what is true

Got to run along the path
Extra time to see it all
And if you can take a bath
To the present day for fall

That assures the coolness of
The water that comes up the legs
And if there is fantasy dove
Make sure you want to take the eggs

For a style that erupts mild
And for the days of being wild

Pop Sonnet #1691

Which is a film I really like
Take it back to the drive
And if it goes on I will spike
The feeling of being alive

And taken down to comfort lane
The fastest in the breach
And if there are ways to gain
What royally could beseech

And infinite the cloud is now
The properties float around
In the particle dust cloud plow
That does not make a sound

Until the thing is activated
Could you tell that we all waited

Pop Sonnet #1692

And take a straw for picking sides
The shortest one will win
Got to trade up on the hides
And factor gently for the sin

That repeats words so rapid fire
The choices getting harder
And taking it down to the wire
And to be with the guarder

That was like a rattle snake
To flee the thought
And settle the wake
Without the shot

And tumbled out the open door
Wishing that there had been more

Pop Sonnet #1693

Even if I make it down
Your way the cabinet stiff
Gone to be a single brown
Of flying off the cliff

And ask yourself if there is a way
To bloom along the batch
And run along the charming gray
To sink into the match

And words that seem to recycle products
Like aluminum you know
So illustrate the kind of conducts
That stay safe below

When layers are connecting on
The feeling that it all is gone

Pop Sonnet #1694

What if everything I wrote
Was suddenly erased
Then I would get in my boat
And after them I chased

For keeping together progeny
Of stealing back the trophy
Always been imagining
You must now pay the show fee

And terror blinks back into stone
The mirror that blinds
The way to make it to the phone
And leave us all the winds

That go back and forth and around
With both feet firmly on the ground

Pop Sonnet #1695

Got to press on through today
For a hall pass save the disc
And if there is time to say
Would you take the risk

About a dare in fearful street
The cops that circle around
Could there be another meet
To be back down on browned

Curtailed filament that stays like glue
In the midst of what you bring
To the ship that sails with you
And cleverly does sing

When extra moments run on by
And wait until the last to fly

Pop Sonnet #1696

As if I never feel the burn
When turning into dust
Whatever can make you learn
About the feeling trust

And excavate the feeling tried
To bluster in the page
That sipped along the old deep fried
And wound up in the cage

To pretend you really went
Back to melody square
The raging of the feeling spent
Unless you have a spare

To go along with comfort here
Is going to hold on to the spear

Pop Sonnet #1697

Wrecked along the ocean floor
To reiterate the press
That went along quite for
The simple of the mess

That quiet time which spaced
The time we otherwise ran
To check into the raced
And gone with the plan

To watch as critical to learn
The chosen way of faith
And to excavate the burn
That ran up in the wraith

That burned like smoke along the way
And left me with the things to say

Pop Sonnet #1698

So the save comes crashing down
Into a disc of fear
That time will always start to drown
Whether or not you are here

And discover window learn
That discovered when it should
To feel the simple burn
And take it for your own good

Which takes a mixing plate
Severs several energy rings
That feel to be quite late
And ask you what it brings

So one more in the plan
In case you are not a fan

Pop Sonnet #1699

Sometimes the rush job works
For otherwise I'd lie
That I am with jerks
That don't want to die

And remind sleazy trip
To take off what is on
And ask for the old slip
Along the feeling dawn

To energize the music bare
That escaped into night
And feeling that you have the fare
To simply turn out right

And be forgiven of my sins
No matter if it ever begins