Pop Sonnet #2030

A few loose ends that never meet
It is possible that you were there
But if there is a sign of defeat
People would just stop and stare

To rifle through papers and notes
And find the last page
Whatever you think has votes
Usually stacked up with age

Because everything gives me the jitters
When talking up shop with the team
And if you can sell off them critters
Everything is not what it may seem

But take a rest upon established rock
And then the offer would often dock

Pop Sonnet #2031

Flinch if the discover makes tack on the tar
You used to know when you went too far
After all they were only that star
That shone for all the might in the par

For the course simply just answer
Maybe she was an enemy of yours
Maybe just a really good dancer
And further there were several doors

That lead to a place where all get in
Excited to know just where you've been
And if you can tell by my really big grin
You are the best person to begin

The quest of a lifetime if you only could go
Now I found out that you really know

Pop Sonnet #2032

How ever much you stash
Will return after boiling soup
And did you say there was cash
Whatever you do for the droop

And envy does ride
Where ecstasy vacant
Closing the guide
And stealing from the dent

In the atmosphere I feel it
Coming on like a flood
Where does seem to grit
The lot of still we could

And if no information matches
You will find me by the catches

Pop Sonnet #2033

Let reach the heights of saints
The proper in the order
Because the word of paints
And a bicker of border

That came from a shell traded today
Find out why to travel this way
And indeed you know we will stay
All aboard for the fantasy may

Steal up your pressure
And run for the salts
And infinite fissure
Makes for all the malts

That never came in adequate size
And always see through your lies

Pop Sonnet #2034

So if the sun never sets again
And all is left to the gain
Then what shall be has been
All mixed up and with pain

So ride along, the company flies
Over the textual reference done
And if you take a few more tries
You could be by the one

That used a mount trick for rare
And always wanted the dare
On top of the things you do stare
When everything is laid to bear

And burdens are light and easy here
That is how to end the year

Pop Sonnet #2035

Getting so good that I'm barely going
Around the engine of grand design
Can you tell me if they were rowing
Along with the water fall fine

That creeps to the creek along the ditch bank
Asking again if I can refill the tank
Then you may see how nature sank
Into the abyss of the one thank

That seasoned a whole set of reasons to do
An underscore of vibrations
That recommend anything new
Along with the top migrations

Into a new land to seek a new style
And feels so long that mile

Pop Sonnet #2036

I just time traveled back with a friend
We rode the whole course
When the portals lead to an end
And to use all the force

That comes to us like a Jedi incarnate
Stealing from vapors of windy fog
That you get so over employed for a fate
And scatter the serpent and frog

The reptile garden you used to keep
In your garage where no one could see
Nothing in life ever comes cheap
In case a difference was made to be

That whole physicist question of numbers
All I know is they move all the stunners

Pop Sonnet #2037

That doesn't quite work but on I go
For about the things that you always know
And if I gently sweep from below
I will retain the elemental glow

That comes from one geode
I gave up both sacred stones
Along with the films I lost in the road
Oh to only restore the bones

That laid down a bedrock
For pilgrimage makes
A time for the shock
That brings on the aches

For a peasant I've served along with the guard
Maybe I am just thinking too hard

Pop Sonnet #2038

Never know where to trip
Unless I've mistaken the rain
And if I were to go skip
I would lose rather than gain

And skip a mental assault
From the minds of geniuses comes
That can hold up with the salt
And if within the effort of sums

A grafted life of golden hue
Amber pours her sacred cup
The only way for me is through
The flying as far up

As could possibly go
Been automatic don't you know

Pop Sonnet #2039

I feel the exhaustion of another
Potent equation of a lost sister
Who will be looking for her brother
I would never try to insist her

Ways are useless against my brain
Can we spit next to a drain
Is there time to catch the train
Do you feel the coming plane

That traces over dozens of books
Parades around the back
And whatever can be took
Was whisked off in a sack

Which reminds of the time I wrote too much
And seemed to lose reality's touch