Pop Sonnet #1570

Gently trailing on a horse ride
Gone beyond the silver sea
After all the payment is hide
Of a deer that was carefully

Rendered into a state of after life
That death upon which serves
To take another being is strife
For the way that has the curves

Along with a feel good plan
Of being the best that is able
Along with another type ran
And completed the next table

Of good things that clean
Along the way seen

Pop Sonnet #1571

After all that noise you made good
Wonder if that was in style
To enchant the hex all that could
Rely on the one long mile

That takes you to solace where
The feeling protects you
Got to at least go there
Among the late few

That called experience about
The making of what is to be
And also what is to doubt
Along the while of me

That closing sign of proper day
To get the courage to go away

Pop Sonnet #1572

In twenty four hours I'll be awake
For the cleaners will need a break
All the while to see the heartache
Yes it was caused by another mistake

Going to laugh at the stream of the way
Had simply all I could take for today
And if you know precisely which play
Is the one to watch for the duration of say

That word didn't fit but had to be used
Always left me a little amused
And if there still is one of the cruised
To get back before the other abused

Those words tend to mean something
When already the match had come to the king

Pop Sonnet #1573

Fly by night is the way it has gone
All will now notice the binge
Of word games played until dawn
That thought was coming off the hinge

To retread is possible when there are two
Got to be escaping the art proper
As long as I read all that is very true
I'd go back and ask her to pop her

To the sermon in space of a way back
Got to at least plan to go
Unless they just had a heart attack
Then everybody would know

In a day or two I'll be back
Crowded with cheering no lack

Pop Sonnet #1574

Could you at least pick a date
Random as ever you can get
And at least I won't be late
Having to be in line I sit

Along with the rest of us
Trying to make it inside
And if there is a cuss
Right at the guide

That led us to freedom
And pointed the way back
I must agree some
And ravage the hack

All is made for playing
And then dragon slaying

Pop Sonnet #1575

In a few moments I will be somewhere
Like memory lane for starters
And if you can great a bear
Got plans for the broken martyrs

That never had to end that way
But that is what will go on
If the others go to pray
About the feelings gone

Unless the ending does not fit
For people that like mass
To go around and chomp at the bit
Whatever that will pass

To the next few words in line
I will stay right here so fine

Pop Sonnet #1576

Random word generators write too
Unless some one is making a mess
Of the lost arts that can be so true
Along with the time for recess

Because even if never given a day off
That tiresome roll for the win
Is planning for everything soon to scoff
At the things that you have been

Unless there is a word to sharpen a knife
That fact keeps playing in my brain
That simply returned for a new kind of life
And boarded the longest train

To seek out what is missing can work
As long as you do not be a jerk

Pop Sonnet #1577

Got to at least write down my thoughts
As wild as all of them get
And run after laces in knots
That courage to get back to the pit

Where the shadow is shade
And there is a proper blade
Until you went to the fade
Of however it is made

Because details right now tend to argue
About the climate of sticking around
And if there is permanence for you
You can always remember the pound

That we realize we are still friends
If you even know me at all that depends

Pop Sonnet #1578

I can take the heat
Bring it to the seat
Out in the midst of the street
Something smells so sweet

Begin again I ask
Where your faith and joy mask
To gainful reward the task
And take another sip off of the flask

Because you needed that potion
Alive there hence the motion
And echoing sound of the ocean
Until I get back my youth lotion

That makes me feel so very young
And like I had never damaged my lung

Pop Sonnet #1579

So that seals the whole deal
Without it there would be different
Kinds of opinions on the meal
That I had to get back when I sent

The whole package arrived in time
That gave me a chance to kick back
But I have a long walk in the climb
Of when to write on the track

That simple equation of mercy and grace
Ringing true to the base of the touch
And if I find out this elixir is a lace
That I can add to the drink for a crutch

If all is wrestling with the endless word game
I want mine to match for the fame