Pop Sonnet #2910
Send for a pathway
Into my mind
That I find fairway
In the green kind
That is the motion
Presently pressed
Forward to the room of the potion
That we devour so blessed
And anything happens to those in the sort
When life becomes reasons
To simply import
And blow off the seasons
Weather so fine
I think I enjoy it most of the time
Pop Sonnet #2911
And when the priority straight from the center
Becomes a new lobby
And still there lives a dissenter
Below the alabaster hobby
That constructs all the garments into shapes
And figures will spill past the hour
Of need when you finally drape
The motion picture that comes to flower
Before the old registry life was unspoken
To heave for the theory is dying
That all of our hearts will one day be broken
And love is eternally flying
Through the deck and the middle course
Down with that final source
Pop Sonnet #2912
And if the maker shall agree with this
I will simply pause my head
From spinning in directions miss
The brilliant bag of bread
That came to me from surplus
When the order came up tall
And took us to the new bus
That made a way to haul
The equipment and the teenagers
Who just wanted to go ski
All of them were integers
That could have cried to me
For we traveled the ski mountains of Colorado
And lived it up here like the lad go
Pop Sonnet #2913
Into a dream horizon of an empty paradigm
That makes it into moisture
Before turning to a crime
When the legal gave the voice clear
And emptied into reason
That began to devour logic
When all the time the season
When permanently lodge wick
That old begotten noun search
Has left me back some years
And in the net worth church
Bought you for the leers
That were passing both ways into the mire melt
I think I'd better save this before the cards are dealt
Pop Sonnet #2914
Into the train spire chemistry
The thoughts no longer meld
In the wide world of history
I must say there's a failed
Property of magic
That holds onto the vehicle's path
To simply guide the tragic
From all who are in math
The license is to party
But hide that silver spawn
And when the moistens hearty
The elevator is on
With that I will go half way
For the ration is to stay
Pop Sonnet #2915
Shortened by the pages
Seasoned by the stilt
And life in the cages
For a house that wilt
Beneath the spiral dragon
There is a treasure box
Cause you to go flagging
Beside the highway clocks
That radar gun is zapping
By patrolmen on the prowl
And when I am still napping
I hear the gamey scowl
When he is not to mess around
With anything illegal stand my ground
Pop Sonnet #2916
And whimper for the softer gaze
A blemish in the grove
Where another sordid haze
Was to bloom into the stove
And to make a perfect diamond
The coal must be compressed
So the extract rhyming
Comes to get undressed
And if the skull was passed on
Like an old heirloom
Would Herb Farmer's house get going dawn
If that is where it met the loom
Of dreams that come from preservation
Still the scramble is the vacation
Pop Sonnet #2917
It took you a month to learn the ropes
In the archive where I worked
That second time I called your hopes
And kept up with the perked
Information settled keen
Dowry in the wake
Followed you uphill to lean
Of a nice handled rake
To seek the shelter of the mass
And live inside a shell
The constant times we did harass
And then you farther fell
Behind when you are so ahead
But to me a day off dread
Pop Sonnet #2918
And behold an apology works
Behind the open door
And make mistakes for all the clerks
To hold me back galore
When records are timed by my Lord
That writes the numbers down
And simply is to what implored
A designated drown
Of the old ways that muddled you
Beside the Golden Key
And password comes all but so true
When living memory
Comes back and nods a second glance
Tied up in the silver lance
Pop Sonnet #2919
It is so close to the end
Before I see the wave
Of a constant under lend
To settle in the cave
And see visions so announced
That underworld shall bleed
Of the second rhyming bounced
A paranormal need
For sacred causes on the shelf life
That company arrived
Beneath the bronze hue wife
And the time you all survived
To be a reach beyond your reach
And notice when to always teach
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