Pop Sonnet #2260

Not sure what happened
Since I've been away
Seems like the lap end
Came eternal day

That memory erases
And time snatches back
With wet faces
And reach out the track

Where all the words taken
By coming back from break
Which only was now making
The silver sword in the lake

That asked the boys if understanding
Was a good place to do the landing

Pop Sonnet #2261

The first is always quick
When returning from the void
And if you pertain to the click
That feeling of all android

That takes over the whole body
And then goes after your soul
To tie back up a got tree
That comforts in the bowl

 And tie it to the teacher
Of the ways that bring the pain
And make apparent creature
Cavorted down your lane

And tie me up for boxing
That maker in the foxing

Pop Sonnet #2262

So if it is the heir of fortune
Bring me back a ship
And please deliver me a portion
Of the mister clip

And taken to the honest day
Of the night combined
With a solid fearful play
We would have to rewind

That sunshine that describes the burning
Of what is already going to stay
With the average taker's turning
We will all be seen today

By the company of a watch
Clock the next notch

Pop Sonnet #2263

And when I was gone
I knew there was worry
What I was thinking for dawn
And fizzles back into the blurry

The old boss man took a minute
To feel for the next work shift
And when you find out I'm in it
The taking to the rift

Because movie sign is so close
And when the next verse will bend
You may see what has been chose
Some things never have and end

Pass along the plastic heirloom
And fill up the broom

Pop Sonnet #2264

If there was a cursive device
That splayed across the couch
And derivative begins the nice
For the wounded slouch

That kept recurring right in front
And was a bit of known
That could be a serious grunt
Then was just blown

Into bits for a frill of supplication
That really turned inward
And don't reject the application
When taking your reward

That you can say was always home
And if there were spikes to comb

Pop Sonnet #2265

Homework has been at my throat
For the last few months and weeks
When writing and having wrote
That is the clue she seeks

And schemed along with baking
When you find out where
The whole force was shaking
And then played for the stare

That lacks in explanation
For a discovery in mind
The way to travel into placation
And then ask you to wind

The next watch for turnkey coal
That makes a new way to pull

Pop Sonnet #2266

End on an absurd section too
And then no one knows what is meant
Even when adjusted for you
I would rather that you leant

Into your accursed laboratory
That wrecked into school hall
The paving of the old city fee
Which will miss into it all

And to write a dozen more
Within a day or less
That would bring to the fore
The argument invest

That leans into completion
With the making of the beaching

Pop Sonnet #2267

Feel so good about being back
But I need a drink already
To fend off the honest track
And keeping the video steady

There are cameras that can spin
Like a total carriage of finds
That way you can determine the sin
That others take into the blinds

Frustrating when you get there
But now you are taken to a home
Can you reverse the stigma fare
And keep going through the poem

When objects swell and grow and dig
Way into the future you will get a gig

Pop Sonnet #2268

Should have closed the windows
Long before just now
And partied with the shows
Just when discovering how

The only rope that steals the bank
Comes crashing into the line
And taken like a ride in a tank
To reiterate that pine

Is the chosen smell of clean
When working on the tome
Of a starter's pieced machine
That bought you all a dome

To put out into light of ships
That came about from different clips

Pop Sonnet #2269

So the rotation of the verses
Slide around the slippage
Of the subjective curses
Or an entire cribbage

Game would keep us busy
Right until the last
Day took hold upon the dizzy
That would go so fast

And cycle into plains of function
That code for what to check
And to be in the old Junction
Just say what the heck

Was the plan from the early sound
Already what your judgement found