Pop Sonnet #2720

No one can seem to cross
The epic field of battle
That plays until the loss
Comes charging up the saddle

That carried you toward the bridge
Where thoughts and words collide
Into a cooled off playing ridge
That came to be all inside

There are the costs that separate
The feeling lingers on
That can make for a pleasant weight
And jumps back forward gone

The times I had to choke it back
And found out where they had a sack

Pop Sonnet #2721

Leave all behind
Let nothing get aboard
The sacrificial blind
Of where you have been stored

To microscopic plagues that move
Unless there are waves of salt
That came in to improve
The dealings were not all at fault

When leading the situation clear
Would make for returned fun
That would choke back another tear
The one that weighed a ton

And simply released you to the grate
That simply had to stay up late

Pop Sonnet #2722

There are advantages of the burn
That I feel when pressing on
Throughout the elementary learn
That stays with you forward gone

The minute I stayed behind with them
Someone took advantage of a plane
That traveled back to where things are dim
And stayed the best as possible gain

When effort resides in the curing can
That planned my celebration
Coming forward is the plan
And went back to an equation

That gave away the ending flat
Talk to me about the mat

Pop Sonnet #2723

Make me want to see the light
The dreamer has been coaxing
Where the seeming type of fright
Makes up for all your hoaxing

That went so far I could not pass
By the toll gate that stood guard
Forgive me for turning crass
But this is getting too hard

Not that I can't handle the beast
That flares the mouth of fire
To take back one at least
Would be a situation dire

And return the formal plan
Do anything you think you can

Pop Sonnet #2724

Maybe here is a good place to stop
But I doubt that I will
Because I'm headed to the top
Where you can get your fill

On anything that takes some time
Steady as she makes her rounds
Been apart from the old climb
That gave us back our grounds

That we had gained above all
The mention of a timer stays
When there is a barrier wall
That gets in all the ways

Because even if the grammar breaks
There are so many other mistakes

Pop Sonnet #2725

Next time I can take a chance
To opt out of the contest
I will stay my course for the dance
That music puts it best

When I have travelled across the globe
Which there are places I have been
I would prefer to stare at a strobe
Because I drank way too much gin

Not that any trips were wasted
Seeing the sights for all to behold
And there are foods I could have tasted
But I had to get out from dying old

There are many figments still
Should have known I couldn't deal

Pop Sonnet #2726

When I feel such perfect force
Behind the rack of potions
That came to deliver the morse
That keep the game in motion

And return slack to the prison break
That came about so close to release
When there are movements to fake
The next time I go to fleece

Anyway I will be serene
Because I learned how to behave
When around the the third type glean
And go back to the mythic cave

That takes you in when you are scared
And there was more time to be aired

Pop Sonnet #2727

There are a lot of tricky numbers
When going to the end
Of a long ass sermon dumber
That will ask you to pretend

And to take a messed up hand
To turn it into a score
That came across as slightly canned
Beneath the long running folklore

That you have questioned when there were
A lot of things just now missing
And take back the ways that you knew to stir
Unless the couple was kissing

Then there are ways around
The item has been traded found

Pop Sonnet #2728

All around there were taxes spent
On the plan that established mercy
To be taken into splint
That was always seeming thirsty

To drive a motion toward the distance
When there are things to think about
And remove the blockade fence
That came all the way out

And lent to me a second coin
That starred the motion flat
And was involved in the loin
That shrunk from being fat

And was there when you returned
There are others that have learned

Pop Sonnet #2729

The best dreams come from pain
That can go from anxiety to wish
Fulfillment types that you can name
With all that fits back into the dish

And stores up the other kind of knocks
That you will hear at strange times
Before they set the clocks
That lingered over crimes

And took a separate course of destiny
Always pleasing just to be
A feel that went to presently
Adjust the next time you see

All that there was planted for
A simple crop that we sold to the store